Set Your Mind (Walking with Strangers)

This ship has set it's sails Sailing in a dried out ocean Broken and burned We're high on the illusion Breathe in the conclusion Let them go, you're better off alone. The burnt skin, on our backs Just won't go away Set your mind on things worth Thinking of. You're better off alone. Grinding through the bottom of it all Trying so hard, to reach the top The wind in our sails will never stop This ship has set it's sails Sailing in a dried out ocean again. The burnt skin, on our backs This won't go away.