You were lost at sea.

Cast out of your throne

And you ran away from me.

Drifting endlessly,

You set sail on your own

And you fell at your feet.

You'll undo yourself before you get back home.

The race against death must be getting old.

We can take it one step at a time.

You hide yourself away

You race against the world

But it didn't go your way.

And now you're here to stay.

You bury yourself in shame.

You stay inside every night

While I'm pushed aside.

As your steps descend

Feeling disentranced [bad word] to the end

As your steps descend.