The sun disappears as the small boats come in
The beach is a marvel of surface and skin
You lie with Cassandra
Till somebody tells that when you go over
There's no sounding bell

But heaven's a place where hurt comes to harm
The ocean's a sentry with folded arms
Listen it's gonna be ok

So if you're looking for answers
Dont look at me
You get just what's coming and it goes back when you leave
So how would it feel then to be so like the sea
Endless and eyeless and cold underneath

Heaven's a place where hurt comes to harm
The ocean's a sentry with folded arms
Listen it's gonna be ok

Heaven's the place where hurt comes to harm
The ocean's the sentry with folded arms
Listen now you're gonna be ok
I promise we're gonna be ok