Cursive - Tall Tales, Telltales lyrics

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now and again youll remember the sound of the sails waving helpless the cables wrapping one another into knots so strong youre lost at once if not tossed into the drink and lost beneath a substance so dark yet elementary four winds converge upon a point where your compass spirals round in useless motions mocking everything while bilge collects your cupped hands attempt to shovel out the last few inches and you plead with the gods but they send you no sign hold on sailor, hold on brother steady the vessel tall tales of ghosts at sail they spend the afterlife in futile calculation, dead reckoning telltales confuse the sails, direction is lost the winds will spiral round a listless tapestry and youre left all alone under the shine of the moon hold on sailor, tighten the cables steady the vessel its a good life if you dont weaken hold on, hold on