End of the World

At the end of the world The air is salty The sea lions cry for their souls lost at sea All that you've left behind And all the way ahead They melted in the heat of this never-ending day From the bed of your body there is no escape There is no way out of the things that are left unsaid At the end of the world The taste is bitter Horses run wild looking for gold in the gutter I'm pale as the morning light Young as the day and blind as the night I've left everything behind Walk straight ahead and now I'm here From the bed of your body there is no escape There is no way out of the things that are left unsa