The Sea Paroles

Longing to be free
Of this wicked misery
That I have to face to live
I can barely fight the cold,
What is wrong, God save my soul,
Nothing's what is used to be,
All I've left are memories.
Where are the dreams of a promising land,
Now that I'm here to survive on my own?
The sky has fallen down,
There's nothing but gray.
I stare at the sea
Longing to be free
Of this wicked misery
That I have to face to live
I can barely fight the cold,
What is wrong, God save my soul,
Nothing's what is used to be,
All I've left are memories
You said "forgive me son, Longing to be free
Of this wicked misery
That I have to face to live