Then they were three
Panic lost at sea,
Waves crushing while mermaids are blushing
Hiding from a blind fool

Stars made of glass
So bright up high,
I sit below and whisper goodbye
Don't judge me by the tears in my eye

Describe not what you see
Feel the pain inside,
Fools will always judge
The naked sky above

Build me a temple
In the bottom of the ocean,
Let the stars laugh
Let the world know

I can see it clearly now
Once we were three,
That was the end of us
A blind man, my god and me