• I thought there was nothing wrong
    But all of these songs
    Felt as if there was a single brass instrument
    Quietly hitting all of its sad low notes
    Through everything that I just wrote
    While grasping out to unraveled the knot in the sail's rope
    Unsure of how to keep this boat of mine afloat (afloat)
    Without my trusty telescope
    Searching across the horizon through daily horoscopes
    Trying to understand myself eventually, I would hope (would hope)

    Sailing underneath a million of stars
    I begin to feel so small (small)
    A sigh slowly begins to depart from these lips of mine
    Holding onto an hourglass half filled that defines
    The meaning of
    My soul,
    My heart,
    The very depths of my mind

    Drifting aimlessly on my little boat
    Not knowing the next direction the wind will blow
    Although I still have the desire to know...
    If I let the hourglass go..
    And let it fall upside down
    Will it reverse all of the times
    I catch myself singing along to nothing but sad love songs?
    I would (would, would) hope (hope)

    (Chorus)
    A single brass instrument
    Quietly hitting all of its sad low notes (notes)
    While grasping out to unraveled the knot in the sail's rope (rope)
    Wondering if anyone else (anyone else) (would grab) would grab the other end
    Maybe I was meant to stay in such an eternal slope
    Unsure of how to keep this boat of mine afloat (afloat)
    Without my trusty telescope (telescope)
    Searching across the horizon through daily horoscopes
    Trying to understand myself eventually, I would hope

    Fingers slipped, loosen grip
    The hourglass broke on up coming obstacles
    Speckle of shards,
    And glistening sand,
    Running out the palms of my hands
    Brown teary eyes could understand
    All the times I catch myself singing along to nothing but sad love songs

    (Chorus)
    A single brass instrument
    Quietly hitting all of its sad low notes (notes)
    While grasping out to unraveled the knot in the sail's rope (rope)
    Wondering if anyone else (anyone else) (would grab) would grab the other end
    Maybe I was meant to stay in such an eternal slope
    Unsure of how to keep this boat of mine afloat (afloat)
    Without my trusty telescope (telescope)
    Searching across the horizon through daily horoscopes
    Trying to understand myself eventually, I would hope