Lonely The Brave - Oceana

There’s waves that I can’t describe
There's winds that have drunk us dry
On this boat you cannot hide
So please don’t take your time

Oh Oceana
We’re gonna need a bed of sand
Or I’m never gonna see your face again
Oh Oceana
We’re gonna need a deck of hands
Or I’m never gonna see your face again

'Cause we can’t steer this ship ourselves
We can’t fight this fight ourselves
We can’t steer this ship ourselves
Or we’ll wake in the straights of hell

Oh Oceana
I can’t see ya
And it’s tearing me up inside
Oh Oceana
I can’t feel ya
'Cause your sails have collapsed and died

So I’ll redefine the feelings coming off your fingertips
I can redefine the feelings once again
I can redefine the feelings coming off your fingertips
I can redefine the feelings once again