We were all sailors, the tree house was our mast of the greatest ship, and our lives were cast upon an ocean,
Oh, the histories that we made, but I never saw you slip beneath the waves.

And I really liked you, would've carried the weight of the world if you asked me to,
And I really loved you; you're my hero up on the rigging,
We were all sailors, yeah, conquerors every day,
I never saw you slip beneath the waves.

There is a secret I'm not so proud of,
Never told anyone, not even God.

Here comes the grief, yeah, running its course,
Stuck in the veins of the great big universe,
I was never good at feeling what you felt,
I was never good at hearing your cries for help.

There is a secret I'm not so proud of,
Never told anyone, not even God.

Once knew a man, yeah, I knew him well,
He dropped a secret and two tears in the wishing well,
He said three prayers then he left to go,
And from the well there grew the reddest rose,
You loved the wind, yeah, you loved the storm, so you'll be a sailor and reach the other shore.

There is a secret I'm not so proud of,
Never told anyone, not even God.