Lyrics

Now I know you like I know myself I still don't know much else You race toward the future I'm slow as a kettle And we waltz on a tilted world Torn socks and all those frills Your gait like a mare's is And mine like a drunk sailor Fumbling toward a dark future And what are we doing now In a world, a world half broken Going through half, just half of the motions? And what makes a man, you ask Strong limbs or his feathered cap? Well I just say none of that Surely it's you, 'cause I had a death wish A coal cart to a dark abyss I choked in a gasp of it And then I found you Such a brave swimmer And you pulled me with you And where are we going now In a world, a world half broken Back to the ocean, back to the open ocean?