The Sailor

There is a ring locked on every finger
And there’s a sailor in my heart
And it sails out to every harbor
And it returns unresolved

You are brainwashed and I’m too weak
I can’t believe it, you are so sweet
I take a look at your little hand
And there’s a ring locked there as well

There is a ring locked on every finger
And there’s a sickness in my heart
You are better off than me
And I am possibly ill

You take a look at my scarred hand
And no ring is to be seen
In time hands become so thin
It will be impossible to place a ring

There is a ring locked on every finger
And there’s a sailor in my heart
And it sails out to every harbor
And it returns unresolved