We saw you from the ocean's side

From under the boat

We saw you making knots

We saw you get the rope

The boy's appearing on the deck

And making it lurch

And the bubble of your

Interest's ready to burst

He whistles and he runs

We saw you in distraction

A sleeping slow despair

Rehearsing interaction

He wasn't even there

A creature is a creature

Though you wish you were the wind

And the boat will not stop moving

If you tie him up until the end

He whistles and he runs so hold him fast

Breathe the burn you want to let it last

He might succumb to what you haven't seen

He has a keen eye for what you used to be

When the cadaverous mob saves it's doors

For the dead men you cannot leave

When the cadaverous mob saves it's doors

For the dead men you cannot leave

When the cadaverous mob saves it's doors

For the dead men you cannot leave