Falling Slowly- Glen Hansard

I don't know you
but I want you
all the more for that.
Words fall through me
and always fool me
and I can't react.
And games that never amount
to more than they're meant
will play themselves out.

Take this sinking boat and point it home,
we've still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice,
you'll make it now.

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
and I can't go back.
Moods that take me and erase me
and I'm painted black.
You have suffered enough
at war with yourself,
it's time that you won.

Take this sinking boat and point it home,
we've still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice, you had a choice,
you've made it now.
Falling slowly,
sing your melody,
I'll sing along.