Send The Fisherman

This one goes out to my lovely friends

Dark rooms couldn’t dim your innocence

An island in the Sun, is all we’re lookin for

And in this sea of sharks we’re just swimming

Pushed off the beaches knowing all too well

There were cracks in the wood, and tissue paper sails

The storm came on a run; we knew that we were done

Sat there laughing at the situation

Somebody save us somebody save our ship

Somewhere off of the coast out in the Atlantic

And assure yourself my friends we cannot quit this now

The ship is gone and I think its time we swam

Somebody save us somebody get here quick

Send the coast guard, the navy, and the fisherman

And assure yourself my friends that we are shit outta luck

Sleepin at the bottom of the ocean, sinking slow

Feel the pull and the motion of things you think you know

Wait, it’s ok

Haven’t we been here before, haven’t we been here before?

And I said hey, what’s your name?

We can swim right back into shore

Kicking is what these feet are for