Play Crack The Sky
Sent out an SOS call
It's a quarter past four
In the morning
The storm broke our second anchor line
Four months at sea
Four months of calm seas
To be pounded off the shallows off
The tip of Montauk Point
They call them rogues
They travel fast and alone
One hundred foot faces
Of God's good ocean gone wrong
What they call love is a risk
To always get hit out of nowhere
By some wave and end up on your own
The hole in the hull defied the crew's attempts
To bail us out
And flooded the engines and radio
Half buried bow
Your tongue is a rudder
It steers the whole ship
Sends your words past your lips
Or keeps them safe behind your teeth
But the wrong words will strand you
Come off course while you sleep
Sweep your boat out to sea
Or dashed to bits on the reef
The vessel groans
The ocean pressures its frame
To the port I see the lighthouse
Through the sleet and the rain
And I wish for one more day
To give my love and repay debts
But the morning finds our bodies washed up
Thirty miles west
They say that the captain
Stays fast with the ship
Through still and storm
But this ain't the Dakota
And the water's so cold
Won't have to fight for long
This is the end
This story's old but it goes on and on
Until we disappear
Calm me and let me taste that salt you breathed
While you were underneath
I am the one who haunts your
Dreams of mountains sunk below the sea
I spoke the words but never
Gave a thought to what they all could mean
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs
This story's old but it goes on and on
Until we disappear
Calm me and let me taste that salt you breathed
While you were underneath
I am the one who haunts your
Dreams of mountains sunk below the sea
I spoke the words but never
Gave a thought to what they all could mean
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs
It's a quarter past four
In the morning
The storm broke our second anchor line
Four months at sea
Four months of calm seas
To be pounded off the shallows off
The tip of Montauk Point
They call them rogues
They travel fast and alone
One hundred foot faces
Of God's good ocean gone wrong
What they call love is a risk
To always get hit out of nowhere
By some wave and end up on your own
The hole in the hull defied the crew's attempts
To bail us out
And flooded the engines and radio
Half buried bow
Your tongue is a rudder
It steers the whole ship
Sends your words past your lips
Or keeps them safe behind your teeth
But the wrong words will strand you
Come off course while you sleep
Sweep your boat out to sea
Or dashed to bits on the reef
The vessel groans
The ocean pressures its frame
To the port I see the lighthouse
Through the sleet and the rain
And I wish for one more day
To give my love and repay debts
But the morning finds our bodies washed up
Thirty miles west
They say that the captain
Stays fast with the ship
Through still and storm
But this ain't the Dakota
And the water's so cold
Won't have to fight for long
This is the end
This story's old but it goes on and on
Until we disappear
Calm me and let me taste that salt you breathed
While you were underneath
I am the one who haunts your
Dreams of mountains sunk below the sea
I spoke the words but never
Gave a thought to what they all could mean
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs
This story's old but it goes on and on
Until we disappear
Calm me and let me taste that salt you breathed
While you were underneath
I am the one who haunts your
Dreams of mountains sunk below the sea
I spoke the words but never
Gave a thought to what they all could mean
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs
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