The Offing - Demo
There's nothing heroic in hastily mounting afore
Intent on the offing, no bearings, your sea legs at shore
Convinced soon enough that you'll find a new love
Board a passing by ship on the fray
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
The sun beats a hard one, you're sticky with salt on your brow
Now slowly undressing, pretending he can see you somehow
The breakneck speed that you get what you need
Made you sure you could outrun the day
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
Some sensation that you're sinking
Taken up by the swell
It's not you that it's drinking
So you might as well
Sail through the midnight, by dawn you're a flower in the dew
Arrive on an island, find a perfect reflection of you
It only makes sense, with your name on the fence
You'd get in without having to pay
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
The bells on the buoys ring somebody else's sad song
Your stomach turns cartwheels, you're bobbing and breaking too long
And if you had wings, you could fly as you sing
Brave and free like the lonesome blue jay
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
Your dedication to the dying
Pray that god will forgive
If you're at peace, then you're lying
It could be fun to live
Intent on the offing, no bearings, your sea legs at shore
Convinced soon enough that you'll find a new love
Board a passing by ship on the fray
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
The sun beats a hard one, you're sticky with salt on your brow
Now slowly undressing, pretending he can see you somehow
The breakneck speed that you get what you need
Made you sure you could outrun the day
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
Some sensation that you're sinking
Taken up by the swell
It's not you that it's drinking
So you might as well
Sail through the midnight, by dawn you're a flower in the dew
Arrive on an island, find a perfect reflection of you
It only makes sense, with your name on the fence
You'd get in without having to pay
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
The bells on the buoys ring somebody else's sad song
Your stomach turns cartwheels, you're bobbing and breaking too long
And if you had wings, you could fly as you sing
Brave and free like the lonesome blue jay
But, babe, it just don't work out that way
Your dedication to the dying
Pray that god will forgive
If you're at peace, then you're lying
It could be fun to live
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Lorentz
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