The street bears no relief When everybody's fighting The street bears no release With lights so hot and biting I run the stairs away And walk into the nighttime The sadness flows like water And washes down the heartache And washes down the heartache My heart is full My heart is mild The saddest songs are played On the strings of my heart The heat is on its own The roof seems so inviting A vantage point is gained To watch the children fighting So lead me to the harbour And float me on the waves Sink me in the ocean To sleep in a sailor's grave To sleep in a sailor's grave My heart is full My heart is mild The saddest songs are played On the strings of my heart My heart is full My heart is mild, so mild The saddest songs are played On the strings of my heart