You wore a scar upon on your chin From a surgeon soaked in gin Paint it on the foreign skies When you arrive to start another life It feels different this time It's a kind the moving on You're lying on the floor with the one that you're leaving behind It's a kind of moving on You're standing in the door with the one that you're leaving behind You wait for a call from your future Out on the waves you see a picture What will you be when you step off the bow But you were a wild one Born to fix the crowd But it feels different out loud It's a kind the moving on You're lying on the floor with the one that you're leaving behind It's a kind of moving on You're standing in the door with the one that you're leaving behind Coming up for air There's a fault line running across your chest There goes the air I breathe As you calling out across the sea It's a kind the moving on You're lying on the floor with the one that you're leaving behind It's a kind of moving on You're standing in the door with the one that you're leaving behind