Forty Long Days

Forty long days I will go down Bury my head in the deep Forty foot waves sure do make a sound You won't get a sound out of me Long are the days in the ocean Turning my legs into stone Merciless fish come in motion Taking turns at my bones Oh, my bones they're so tired Am I even alive? What's a young man to think? Such the cruelest of tides Throws me aside Always destined to sink Fall by the coastline Married to deeper waters Dust in the engine room I blow it all away, for another day Come what may Oh, my bones they're so tired Am I even alive? What's a young man to think? Such the cruelest of tides Throws me aside Always destined to sink Oh, my bones they're so tired Am I even alive? (Anymore) What's a young man to think? Such the cruelest of tides No helping light (at the shore) Always destined to sink To sink, to sink Forty long days I will go down Bury my head in the deep