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Play Crack The Sky - By Brand New
Play Crack The Sky - By Brand New
Play Crack The Sky
By Brand New
We sent out the S.O.S. call
It was a quarter past four,
In the morning
When the storm broke
When the storm broke
Our second anchor line
Four months at sea,
Four months of calm seas
To be pounded in the shallows,
Off the tip of Montauk Point
They call 'em rogues,
They travel fast and alone
One hundred foot faces
Of God's good ocean gone wrong
What they call love is a risk,
'Cause you will 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,
Defied the crew’s attempts,
To bail us out
And flooded the engines and radio,
And half buried bow
Your tongue is a rudder
It steers the whole ship
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
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
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
But it goes on, and on, until we disappear
(This is the calm)
Calm me, and let me taste
The salt you breathed, while you were underneath
The salt you breathed, while you were underneath
(We are the risen)
I am the one who haunts
Your dreams of mountains, sunk below the sea
Your dreams of mountains, sunk below the sea
I spoke the words,
But never gave a thought, of what they all could mean
But never gave a thought, of what they all could mean
(Rest in the deep)
I know that this is what you want,
A funeral keeps both of us apart
A funeral keeps both of us apart
(Washed up on the beach)
You know that you are not alone,
I need you like water in my lungs
I need you like water in my lungs
This is the end

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