close to the sea in a structure of gold wind-scary ice and the sunlight blinks cold that face further on once felt so strong repentance of age of a man once was
my friend, my friend you call it yesterday but moreover in time you stayed away
my friend, my friend you call it yesterday why do you have to prove the distance of today
and now when you sound the order of the changes that have no delay and now when you sound the order I'll turn and hide my face away
close to the sea while the sand drifts apart the tide stays away with the beat of my heart close to the sea there's a man growing old repentance of age of a man once was......