Water and Wind
Am I the harpy or the wind, a drunken sailor full of sin
The wave that tossed that soaring ship, jagged reef prepared to rip
Shark with teeth still tinted red, awaiting those who would've fled
Too eagerly and fell from deck, a fate that greeted sharp and wet
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
And tears were shed for those who fell, by the helpless held down in the hull
As safe as they could hope to be, when the only thing in reach was sea
But this battered hull would keep it's shape, mast and rudder in their place
As the weather wind and waves calm, there was still no sight or scent of land
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
The rations of this dwindling crew, would last them longer that they knew
But the room to run and dance on deck, had diminished thoughts of
Hell and when the time next comes to holler down
They'll man their stations strong and proud and
This vessel full and fleeting fast
How long would all these boatmen last
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
Water and wind, wash this voyage from their skin
Fill their sails and send them home
The wave that tossed that soaring ship, jagged reef prepared to rip
Shark with teeth still tinted red, awaiting those who would've fled
Too eagerly and fell from deck, a fate that greeted sharp and wet
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
And tears were shed for those who fell, by the helpless held down in the hull
As safe as they could hope to be, when the only thing in reach was sea
But this battered hull would keep it's shape, mast and rudder in their place
As the weather wind and waves calm, there was still no sight or scent of land
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
The rations of this dwindling crew, would last them longer that they knew
But the room to run and dance on deck, had diminished thoughts of
Hell and when the time next comes to holler down
They'll man their stations strong and proud and
This vessel full and fleeting fast
How long would all these boatmen last
Water and wind, wash this voyage from my skin
Allow me to keep my feet, across the deck
Water and wind, if you'd let me reach the wheel
Would I right this ship, or be the final mutineer
Water and wind, wash this voyage from their skin
Fill their sails and send them home
Credits
Writer(s): Max Osborne
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