The Sailor Lyrics

He wears

The bottom of his pants

Rolled up

Just in case

He's walking by the sea

And a wave comes in

Oh wise man

Knows how to read the currents

Knows a million faces

I never told him this back then

But I didn't want to miss a thing

I shot it all on my Blackkamera

All I couldn't capture was the scent

I just wanted to live it all again

A few years later

Mmmm

Old hands

But capture storm lightning

On film

White and blue

Short sleeve striped shirt

Writes books with no words

I never told him this back then

But I didn't want to miss a thing

I shot it all on my Blackkamera

All I couldn't capture was the scent

I just wanted to live it all again

A few years later

Flashback

Rainy night

Driving home

All alone

The first time

I got to know

His silky voice

On the phone

Now there's a little bit

Of his accent

When I hear myself speak

Oh his accent

Just a little bit

I never told him this back then

But I didn't want to miss a thing

I shot it all on my Blackkamera

All I couldn't capture was the scent

I just wanted to live it all again

A few years later

Eyes of a narrator

Oh oh