"Oh, don't let the moon get you down."
"That peculiar moon just knows how to frown."
On their fingertips was secured a string,
so they didn't forget the fibs they'd foreseen.
The sailor was sinking, his words left unsaid.
He pleaded a promise, regrettably dead.
And yet, he had the most beautiful eyes,
We were the sailors, the sins of the sea.
By breath of the wind, we were carried away.
I prayed the moon would never let go,
but it fell from the sky.
My love, I believe you were a lie.
The sailors were swallowed in the maelstrom that night.
In these parts, you see, hurricanes aren't polite.
The ship then condemned, he whispered a lie.
He said, “we are in love, and all will be fine.â€
He's too much of a coward to croon out his faith.
He's much too irate to believe in a fate.
That afterward calm harbored no hope,
for midnight was fancy that sank like a boat.
We were the sailors, the sins of the sea.
He lured down the moonlight and left it to grieve.
We hid our halos, got lost in your eyes,
but I fell from the sky.
My love, I believe you were a lie.