Old Gods (Theatrical Version)

Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
And if you are meant to be my love
One day you'll come home to me
But are you a trick of the memory
That the old gods are playing on me?
Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
Your blue eyes are there when I close mine
I see your sweet face when I dream

My heart is all ragged in piecеs
Bleeding at every seam
And arе you a trick of the memory
That the old gods are playing on me?
Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
I'm down on my knees at a crossing
Wondering which way to go
But all roads are dark through the valley
And I'll learn to walk them alone

But are you a trick of the memory
That the old gods are playing on me?
Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
No wine and no song can soothe me
I'm pierced by the arrows of pain
I'll lay in the grass by the mountain
And summon the wind and the rain
But are you a trick of the memory
That the old gods are playing on me?

Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
Carry my prayers on the ocean
Carry my prayers on the sea
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