singing to me in my sleep.

this song started playing like a soundtrack in my sleep. i woke up and wrote it all down this morning...

where's your gold?

keep looking off shore

and all your friends

you can't find anymore

all the waves

took 'em out to sea

all the colors

are starting to bleed

you won't drown

but you won't swim

and that old tide is coming in

to take away

a thousand sins

and sink all of these battle ships

show your face

when the sun is high

and the lines have burned their way

down from your eyes

and the sweat on your brow

cold and thick

the memories held there

you can't forget

you won't drown

but you won't swim

and that old tide is coming in

to take away

a thousand sins

and sink all of these battle ships