Sorrowing man,
Look how warn you've [bad word] 
You once were lord
Of the barren sea
There's blood on our hands
In this perfect madness
We're living on borrowed time

Oh how you have lost your way,
Oh how you have lost your way

There's no sympathy
For we don't know the cure
'Cause what you've got
Well [bad word] too deep
But you've lived and breathed
More than any man I know
But you're not done
Oh, at least I hope

Oh how you have lost your way,
Oh how you have lost your way
In this life we have made together
Oh how you have lost your way
Ohhh, how you have your way
Ohh, how you have lost your way.