The Captain
Everyday with she I grow weary
Every little life ending before me
Heart hardened I see, the salty cage
The Captain cantankerous
I fear I may have lost all that's divine
Of that is feminine
It's tossing me into a whirling pool
And I can't hide, another single tear
From falling down my face and I can barely bare the weight of you
I hear your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Sea bed waits for me, late to the party
Stumbling over wealth, no care for warning
Stomachs sick I fear, The sirens loss
The Captain barbarous
I fear I may have lost all that's divine
Of that is feminine
It's tossing me into a whirling pool
And I, I've cried my very final tear
Uncovering my ears and bathing in the truth of everything I hear
Your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Hark at the captain he can't anchor us
Catching the cobbler with no stitches done
Hark at the captain he can't anchor us
Hauling the thatcher with no roofs sewn
I hear your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Every little life ending before me
Heart hardened I see, the salty cage
The Captain cantankerous
I fear I may have lost all that's divine
Of that is feminine
It's tossing me into a whirling pool
And I can't hide, another single tear
From falling down my face and I can barely bare the weight of you
I hear your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Sea bed waits for me, late to the party
Stumbling over wealth, no care for warning
Stomachs sick I fear, The sirens loss
The Captain barbarous
I fear I may have lost all that's divine
Of that is feminine
It's tossing me into a whirling pool
And I, I've cried my very final tear
Uncovering my ears and bathing in the truth of everything I hear
Your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Hark at the captain he can't anchor us
Catching the cobbler with no stitches done
Hark at the captain he can't anchor us
Hauling the thatcher with no roofs sewn
I hear your voice under the trees
Haunted by the sirens melody
Free me from this place untie my eyes from ghostly shapes
That haunt me and tie me to the sea
Credits
Writer(s): James Potter, Lewis Carmichael, Jack Martin, Finlay Mccarthy, Charlie Simner Lock, Faris Badwan
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