Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova

Take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time. Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice, you've made it now...

Falling slowly, eyes that know me and I can't go back. Moods that take me and erase me and I'm painted black. You have suffered enough and warred with yourself. It's time that you won.

Falling slowly. Sing your melody, I'll sing along.

- J.