Under the dog-star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North-north-west, the stones of Faroe
Under the Arctic fire
Over the seas of silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days remaining
Would north be [bad word] 

All colours bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean's bed
Drifting in empty seas
For all my days remaining
Would north be [bad word] 
Why should I, why should I cry for you?
Dark angels follow me
Over a godless sea
Mountains of endless falling
For all my days remaining

What would be [bad word] 
Sometimes I see your face,
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I think of you?
Why must I? Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Why would you want me to?
And what would it mean to say,
'I loved you in my fashion?'
What would be [bad word] 
Why should I, why should I cry?
Why should I cry?
Why should I cry for you?

Down the way, where the nights are [bad word]  
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top, 
I took a trip on a sailing ship, 
And when I reached Jamaica, I made a stop. 

Cos I'm sad to say, I'm on my way, 
Won't be back for many a day, 
My heart is down, my head is turning around, 
I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town.

I say
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for you?
Why should I cry for? say

Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It's not time to be open just yet
lesson once learned is so hard to forget

Be still my beating heart
You must learn to stand your ground
It's not healthy [bad word] at this pace
 [bad word] so red to my face

I've been to every single book I know
Tryin' to soothe the thoughts that plague me so

Sink like a stone that's been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart
Be still my beating heart
Be still my beating heart
Be still my beating heart

Under the dog-star sail