The ship was sinking; we were drinking, singing one last song,
Casting our gold into the ocean.
You grabbed a bucket, started screaming, "Come on, come on",
Trying to slow the downward motion.
Back in the kingdom, we were kings and queens and Oh, so strong
That God himself could not contain us.
We never thought we'd be the shorter end of sword and gun.
Now god himself could never save us.
Waves of silver, waves of gold
Are coming down to take me,
To separate my body from my soul
And Jesus either leaves or takes me.
Hopes of heaven, fears of hell
And what's the chance I'll make it.
When all my other plans have failed,
And I've tried so hard to fake it.
We started sinking, drinking water from the open sea