From the Wreckage

Out on the docks we were stranded on rocks with our salty sea lips on a hunt sinking ships Alone with our thoughts, a few campfire talks never weighing the risks of a voyage likes this. Save me! As strange as they come we were comfortably numb, filled with ash then with water assumed it would grow As cold as a statue with twice of the whit, never learned how to choose with your size 20 shoes I'm better now i'm better now thank you for the time that we spent out at sea I crashed my ship and don't know why you dragged my from the wreckage But the feeling i have's bitter sweet Alone in the dark until i sent a fire, better time filled the skyline, the sweet misery As lame as a lion our bark and our bite, laying limp in the grass till the next signs of rain But the truth is this was me hallucinating! Here we find our fates align upon the devil's passage The tides abhorred our lives aboard lost deep inside the wreckage