William died in the war
He left behind little more than words
All but forgotten
For eight years he sailed on haunted oceans
Conspiring spiraling seas
Recording his fears and fantasies

And I say
I understand
Truth lives in house on the borderland
Love rules the nightland
And ghost pirates wait at sea for me
Understand
I understand

William, your tortured mind is as mine
Your stories feel like home
Lam not alone
No
Trapped on an island in the weed
I was in need of a friend
You're a friend

Understand
Truth lives in a house on the borderland
Love rules the nightland
And ghost pirates wait at sea for me
I understand
I understand

William died in the great war