The sea's wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

I cut the arrow from your neck
Stretched you beneath the tree
Among the roots and baby's breath
I covered us with silver leaves

Gloria
We lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be alive

The sea's wine red
This is the death of beauty
Gloria, we lied
This is the time and place

The sea's wine red (Gloria, we lied)
This is the death of beauty (This is the time and place)
The doves have died (Gloria, we lied)
The lovers have lied (This is the time and place)