Tekst
Set a table on this sinking ship
Like a night in June
White tablecloth and Edison bulbs
There's room for two
I'm a patron to this fire but
Water's my sign so
When the waves crash into me
I'll be alright I'll be alright
Let the sails go up
Pull the five of cups
I'm ready now
Grieving loss and
Grievances though they touch me still
I'm moving on
Someone else has my back in this
Even if we drown
On some driftwood I spill this heart
Into your cupped hands
In turbulence the anchor pulls
Carry me to land
I'm a patron to this fire but
Water's my sign so
When the waves crash into me
I'll be alright I'll be alright
Let the sails go up
Pull the five of cups
Because I'm ready now
Grieving loss and
Grievances though they touch me still
I'm moving on
Someone else has my back in this
Even if we drown