play crack the sky

Jan 30, 2007 21:21

your tongue is a rudder. 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 it to bits on the reef. the vessel groans the ocean pressures its frame. off 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. but the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west. they say that the captain stays fast with the shit through still and storm. but this ain't the dakota, and the water is cold. we won't have to fight for long. this is the end. this story's old but it goes on and on until we dissapear. calm me and let me taste the salt that you breathed while you were underneath. i am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea. i spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean. i know that this is what you want. a funeral keeps both of us apart. you know that you are not alone. need you like water in my lungs. this is the end.



i found this.
figured it out!
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