On the rocks, in this silent sea
Hands lost right in front of me
Held aloft and then sunken from all sight
Once again,
Every heart hunts alone
Arms, a cross, a marker on a grave
An albatross hung around your neck
No life found in these words we carved
Into the stone
Every heart hunts alone
Lost our way, in a wicked wind
Pulled apart by successive waves
We're caught in this endless fight for air
Arm yourself,
Every heart hunts alone
O' sea of hearts, should I ever know
Which one is mine?
O' sea of hearts, should I ever know
Which one is mine?