He sips scotch filled dusty bottles
All of them are to
The ship tips more
from stern to starboard
as he scribbles in his captain's log
Marks his vengeance on mother nature
but calls her darling nonetheless
He said 'Darling, these winds;these torrents, they will be the end of us'
'Darling, these winds;these torrents, they will get the best of us
And spilled over
On
The light is sleeping through the cracks
now all of us would have the chance to start again
Without this gold
Without this poison
The light is seeping through the crack
All of a sudden everything is clear
The light is seeping through the cracks and all of a sudden
everything is clear
Clearly...
'Darling, this gold was poisoned
it will be the end of us
Spill over on
Dadadadadum
Ahow Ahow
I thought I read somewhere
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