Captain

He sips scotch-filled dusty bottles and
All of them are to his liking
The ship tips more, from stern to starboard
As he scribbles in his captain's log
Marks his vengeance on mother nature,
but calls her darling nonetheless
He said...
"Darling, these winds, these torrents, they will be the end of us"
"Darling, these winds, these torrents, they will be the end of us"
"Darling, these winds; these torrents, they will get the best of us"
"They will be the end of us, they will be the end of us"
And spilled over
Spilled over on
The light is sleeping through the cracks
now all of us will have the chance to start again
Without this goal
Without this poison
The light is seeping through the cracks
And all of a sudden everything is clear
The light is seeping through the cracks
And all of a sudden everything is clear
Clearly...
"Darling, this goal was poisoned, it will be the end of us"
"Darling, this goal was poisoned, it will be the end of us"
"Darling, these winds, these torrents, they will be the end of us"
"They will be the end of us, they will be the end of us"
And spilled over
Spilled over on
Dadadadadum, Dadadadadum
Ahow, Ahow (repeat)
I thought I read somewhere
that drowning's a peaceful way to go,
how could they know?
I thought I read somewhere
that drowning's the perfect way to go,
how could they know?
I thought I read somewhere
that drowning's a peaceful way to go,
how could they know?
I thought I read somewhere
that drowning's the perfect way to go,
how could they know?