You are an island filled with timeless ruins
Washed by the waves of passing storms
Surely in silence you can hear new music
Turning the mind in to a song

Talk is cheap
Oh let it be
Miles to sleep
Oh let it be

Memory's electric
And the fire's blooming
Sharks swim on every burning street
I'd like to see you
Don't know where to begin
Simple apart without the end

Talk is cheap
Oh let it be
Miles to sleep
Oh let it be

Did I owe you anything?
Did I owe you anything?