A rope with a stone tied on the other end,
Its thrown into an ocean,
The smell of salt
And the heavy air,
It's all fading,
My ship is sinking
Instrumental
Buoyancy acting minimally,
A stone that once had shone,
Now it's burnt
A layer so thick and black,
It's only much heavier
I'm losing my grip over you
Stage we created,
Our roles had complemented,
Now, I'm the only lasting character,
But I'm waiting for your return
To resume this fine melodrama
Instrumental
Wipe off the board
Lets make it shine,
Lets start afresh, but the scratch is too fine
Words,
Pictures
And sketches,
Erased but only from the board,
Stone and the surface,
They struck and kissed so hard
There was fire, but it didn't last
The storm was growing fast
So I came inside this home we once made,
There were cracks on the wall
I picked up the broken pieces tried to put it back
The stage we created,
Our roles had complemented,
Now, I'm the only lasting character,
But I'm waiting for your return
To resume this fine melodrama
Instrumental
Stage we created,
Our roles had complemented,
Now, I'm the only lasting character,
But I'm waiting for your return
Stage we created,
Our roles had complemented,
Now, I'm the only lasting character,
But I'm waiting for your return
I'm waiting for your return
Oh I'm waiting for your return
To resume this fine melodrama
A fine melodrama
A rope with a stone tied on the other end,
Thrown into an ocean...