Lopez On The Runway - Dead Sea Survivors lyrics

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“Dead Sea Survivors”

You were stationed in the harbor of the pearl

I wrote you letters that were stained with salty waters

And I laughed at your whimsical replies

But from across the seas, I couldn’t see your salty eyes

I wonder if the water fits a suitable grave

For all those sailors home under the waves

If I’ll be welcomed by the other souls

Or if it’s just to late to know

You remind me of Sundays

Your collar forces blood to your brain with a clip on tie that fades in the rain

You remind me of Sundays

With communion every month, and that should make up for all the wrong we’ve done

From a distance, you set fire to my eyes

With a sight I hadn’t seen in a long time

Compassion sailing on a wood-trimmed boat

I will flail and fling my soul to stay afloat

The last letter you received from me

Was written by a man who spoke for me

He spoke of honor and life after death

He spoke of joy in eternal wealth

You remind me of Sundays

Your collar forces blood to your brain with a clip on tie that fades in the rain

You remind me of Sundays

With communion every month, and that should make up for all the wrong we’ve done