The peace after war makes the travelers 

from miles away stand still

The dead, cold heart laid out in the middle,

where it cannot survive

The blue of the water is cooling, after being rushed through

The men traveling through on a ship, stop to take it all in

They miss their wives, children, backyard

The reflections of the clouds appear to tell the truth 

The rocks at the bottom of the water tell lies

So still, the gullible fall for it, end up wet and tired of their games

Only God knows what happened, but so do some of the men

They've been here before, the silence is deafening