Из альбома: Trading Snakeoil for Wolftickets
Boy when out on a boat tonight
Waiting on his lover
Seen his mermaid bride in the moonlight
And the arms of another
She said "standing on the water is easier to do
Then to try and be a family living here with you
And the more I've been thinking
The more I know I'm living alone
Now they see him out on the waterways
Rolling on the foam
Only memory for a future
Only ocean for a home
'Cause Amelia's the name that she calls herself these days
And "birds! birds!" is all we heard before she flew away
And the more I've been thinking
The more I know I'm living alone