Give me nights by the ocean, I’ll swing from the gallows – you cut through my heart with your razor-sharp arrows.
When you fall asleep, nightmare/dreams by the fire, I’ll sit counting sheep til you wake.
And oxygen tanks fill the room in my mind’s eye, I keep drawing blanks but the bullets, they fly by.
So sit with me here cutting shapes out of paper and never learn from our mistakes.
Lie down beside me before the night turns grey and keep those three words in your head for I can’t bear the strain.
Well all of us captains go down with our ships, if your heart isn’t in it you better jump off real quick but the ocean can swallow me – I’ll give myself up freely – but if you take my hand I will sail you to safety.
You’ll be my iceberg – destroy me completely – and you’ll be my anchor, hold onto my feet please.
You, like the tide, you are here then you’re gone but you’re not the captain, for I am the captain of this ship.
I will sail to the ends of this planet with the wind in my hair, salt-spray on my back.
It will be my escape, I’m the one in control but if you want me to stay, just say hello.
If you want me to stay, just say hello. Just say hello and I won’t go.
credits
from The Ocean Pocket,
released November 13, 2011
Cléa Knight - Guitar, Vocals & Percussion
Peter Chiles - Drum Kit
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