I'm on a line, what a thrill, what a fate
What would it kill you to juggle a fate
So many days are just cast in the way
The hook just a thorn in the tie
The blue is gone restless, the rum is numb
The wind is so still, a cadaver
Long, the rank of a mutiny
Smells pretty good to me
It's a wonder it took so long
Captain's final run
Seems like we're sinking
We'll hold on
We'll hold on
High, high as dogs
In the more than unspeakable pain
But did we awaken
Direction is home
Oh, like an air
They're smiling, they're numb
Our cannonball's useless
Our defense is toothless
Swallowed up by the unknown
Hey!
Hey!
The mountains confine me
Oh!
Aww, oh, oh
Seems like we're sinking
Pretty pretty
Oh, oh, dark, dark
Doctor isn't even here
Oh, oh, oh
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