Lyrics

My skin is made of the softest oils Does this make me a factory My fins that take me through the sea Bounty of a royal man That's trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel My skin is made of the softest oils Destined for the big city My tail is a gray oragami Bounty of a royal man Who's trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel A thousand miles beside the rails And then I'm gone before they set the sails on me In their whaling vessel A man is a fish that lost his scales Does that make him a lesser thing Tired of land where he is king Nothing noble in the art Of trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel A man is a fish that lost his scales Does that make us family Does he face me honestly Driven by a frail sense of Sharing ancient memories On his whaling vessel