to the sailors below
takes the shape
of their most sacred thing
see it burning bright
Hear the melody
we're too rum soaked
and tired to sing
I walked a straight line
looking for some friends
made it to the sea where
where all roads must end
The sailors there said
come back when you're whole
They tried to stitch me up
but I wouldn't let them
Now I'm holding every card
I was never dealt
I'm a real magician
with a fake gun in his belt
all the tricks of the trade
every chapter every verse
won't help me
when I'm sinking
down to meet them
There’s a rock you know
to the sailors below
takes the shape
of their most sacred thing
see it burning bright
Hear the melody
we're too rum soaked
and tired to sing
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