I’m drunk in the crow’s nest
But still it persists
The ache of my heart
And the pain in my wrists
I pray for forgiveness
The things that I’ve done
As shots turn to bottles
Undeserving of what was us
The moon calls my name
The ink bleeds to stain the page
I write in vain
To God, to you
in hopes that the message gets through
The Ocean is calling
My names in the breeze
While your beautiful body
Is dead in the sea
I pray for forgiveness
For what I did to you
And the unborn child
Asleep in your womb
You spoke through the pain
But darling you’d never change
It wasn't in vain
Oh God I knew
I hope that the message got through.
I’m sick of the bullshit
I’ve brought to you all
Been a waste of potential
Now I’m caught in the trawl
Perhaps I could make up
Recompense for my shame
Steer into the breakers
Help the waves earn their name
The fire fuels the flame
This ship a gilded cage
It isn’t in vain
There’s no God on crew
I hope that this message gets though
This isn’t for anyone
This isn’t for anyone
This isn’t for anyone
For no one haunts my dreams
My eyes to the ocean
Deep ‘neath my feet
turn the helm to the stones
As I plunge to the sea
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022