I looked out across the sea,
As all my hope evaded me.
A blunted hook on a broken line,
The only thing that feels like mine,
Throw the lifejacket forth.
A metaphor for the maritime,
An SOS played out in mime,
As a matter of course.
I looked out across the sea,
As all my hope evaded me.
Ahead is now obstruction free,
As the boys on the bridge can see,
Full speed ahead.
And as the port lists by degree,
And as the seabirds screech and flee,
And alert is red.
And as the waves start rising,
We'll stick around and ride them.
And as the waves start rising,
We'll stick around and ride them.
I looked out across the sea,
As all my hope evaded me.
I looked out across the sea,
As all my hope evaded me.
I looked out across the sea,
As all my hope evaded me.
