ryn weaver
sail on
I took your hand and And held it in my clutch But it was never mine to hold Your loving's something of a Midas touch The ones you need you turn to stone  Well sail on Sail on, till you're gone And then some With all your broken pieces, pieces  Well sail on Sail on, till you're gone And then some With all your broken pieces, pieces  And now you're spewing out those lonely lies You say you'd change it all around But you'll be gone again when the wind does blow Oh sailor, another stake to claim with your Flag upon the ground  Oh, oh, sail on Sail on, till you're gone And then some With all your broken pieces, pieces  Well sail on Sail on, till you're gone And then some With all your broken pieces, pieces  Shatter the light, and let it go Whatever time it'll take to break it Burning out bright And sounding the sirens  Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on...