Don't speak
Words come out your eyes
You're wet with this nightmare
Like thorns you hold these secrets to your breast,
your slender fingers closing into fists

Trace your bruise
like a guilty streak
Hold the pain
You're a connoisseur
You think you have no other gift to give,
but we have so much left to live

We don't need a lot of money
We'll be sleeping on the beach,
keeping oceans within reach
(Whatever private oceans we can conjure up for free)
I will stumble there with you
and you'll be laughing close with me,
trying not to make a scene
etcetera Whatever I guess all I really mean

is we're gonna be alright
Yeah, we're gonna be alright
You can close your eyes tonight,
'cause we're gonna be alright

So come on now,
I can almost see
that place
on a distant shore
And courage is a weapon we must use
to find some life you can't refuse

We don't need a lot of money
We'll be sleeping on the beach,
keeping oceans within reach
(Whatever private oceans we can conjure up for free)
I will stumble there with you
and you'll be laughing close with me,
trying not to make a scene
etcetera Whatever I guess all I really mean

is we're gonna be alright
Yeah, we're gonna be alright
You can close your eyes tonight,
'cause we're gonna be alright
All that I can see is your eyes
Close your eyes
Close your eyes