Facsination with myths, but the story is about an experience at 15 years old, in un-literal terms.
Lyrics
Slowly walking down the road
The young boy stopped, that's how it goes
He said goodbye without a care
And saw a woman sitting there
The young boy played a siren's game
In the end, it's all quite a shame, because
No one really knows and some pretend
But heaven only knows where it ends
She looked up from her table wine,
What's up boy, do you know the time,
Well miss, I don't know but the time is right
They walked down the road, and into the night
The young boy played a siren's game
In the end, it's all quite a shame, because
No one really knows and some pretend
But heaven only knows where it ends
