First year caught in the weather with a hand on the lever
Following the cracks in the sky
An unopened letter reads it doesn’t get better
So let's leave before we die
I think this ship's going down
But there's no shore in sight
So with this ship I will drown
Until something feels right
Four years gone in the weather I guess this is forever
Watch the vessel drown in doubt
Let my body sever make incisions wherever
Open up until I bleed out
I think this ship's going down
But there's no shore in sight
So with this ship I will drown
Until something feels right
Yea until something feels right
(Instrumental Break)
This ship is too far gone now
And I’d rather sink than float
And if we hit the bottom
We’ll build another boat
And sail it away from here
Get to where we gotta go
And if we hate where the boat steers
Then we can always go home...