You turn on your side 
 like you have to face North
  Or else you can't sleep : 
    the unwritten law

But how can you sleep 
 with my heart so loud?
  Like a scream in a jar, 
   like the sound of a crowd

And way out at sea, 
 the waves and the masts 
  know that they've lost
   That they're heading for rocks

But the captain's adrift 
 in dreams of dry land
   Of the view from the lighthouse, 
        of my name in the sand