try to slip her a letter,
a letter dressed her face in leather
When the storms are gone, what matter
That I can say that
I once had her
And she's tired of the anger,
strangers now I've tried to love her
She inspired me to silence
On my way to the island
And she's tired and quiet,
nothing more
When she lingers for to suffer
Like lovers
He lived with me when I was younger
The chains were tight,
the bounds were stronger
And now he asks if he belongs here
The place went quiet,
there's no songs here
And he's tired of the anger
of the strangers now
And I don't know how
He is quiet and lingers on
his way to suffer
And he's quiet like silence
and nothing more
When he thinks about our mother,
that poor brother
I died one time when I was younger
And the child in me
was conquered
I left my home for a stranger
Or as they cried out for danger
I got tired of the anger, my town,
couldn't stay around
Now I'm quiet and linger,
on my way to suffer
And I'm quiet like silent, nothing more
When I think about the others,
that we were brothers