Kite Flying Society - 6000 Shipwrecks lyrics

rate me

The onboard captain tips his hat

He feels a little wave

While the Easterlies our sails will try to save

Behind his eyes he's hypnotized by the longitude

The old man feels the distance from the view

And here's to you, the blue wide open

Get me off this cursed land

Back when my heart remained unbroken

Time was a footstep in the sand

Good day, Tempest

Where were you last Sunday before this trip began?

And we go

Shipwrecked again

Believe in luck, the omens trusted the albatross

But you shot it dead inside your head and damn the cost

The iceberg crashed like a brandy glass

You feel the bubble break

As you scan for last words you always thought you'd say