When we wore a heart of stone we wandered to the sea. Hoping to find some comfort there yearning to feel free. And we were mesmerized by the lull of the night and the smells that filled the air. And we layed us down on sandy ground it was cold but we didn't care. (CHORUS:). And we were drawn to the rhythm. Drawn to the rhythm of the sea. And we were drawn to the rhythm. Drawn to the rhythm of the sea. We fell asleep and began to dream when something broke the night. Memories stirred inside of us the struggle and the fight. And we could feel the heat of a thousand voices telling us which way to go. And we cried out is there no escape from the words that plague us so. (CHORUS). In the still and silent dawn another day is born. Washed up by the tireless waves the body bent and torn. When you wake in the face of the blinding sun and you search only to find. That heaven is a stranger place than what you've left behind. (CHORUS)