The Sailor And The Sea de Xandria

Along the seashore rising and cold, a withered face in the wind
An old man waiting for the end of his day at side on the softing waves
The lot of memories in his hands
A long way home to innocence

The sailor and the sea
The sailor and the sea

Time has come and the entering tights, a thousand steps in the sand
Unarmed he's taking by proof of his life of all what he had once been
He walks away from a young boy's dream
And all that's left it's just a sea

The sailor and the sea
The sailor and the sea

And in the end we all are in, the sailor and the sea