On every coast
Or continent
I can feel the ghost
Of what you meant
Can't smoke enough
And I can't escape
And to dream, my love,
Keeps me awake
In my endless try
To find a place
Where I can't see
Your cursed face
And something has died
And all that is left
So mournfully
Bereft
Where can I go,
What can I drink
To let me breathe,
To let me think
Without the sting
That always comes
Tearing things
'Til I am numb
In my endless try
To find some peace
If the blood is dry
Then the pain should ease
But something has died
And all that is left
So mournfully
Bereft
Ever darkness
Before the dawn
When your world won't spin
The nights get long
Blind man bluffing,
I feel my way
'Til my fingers brush
The breaking day
Just an endless try
To find some rope
Too late to save
Any drowning hope
'Cause something has died
And all that is left
So mournfully
Bereft
Something has died
And all that is left
So mournfully
Bereft