Tall Tales, Telltales

Now and again you'll remember the sound Of the sails waving helpless The cables wrapping one another into knots so strong You're lost at once if not tossed into the drink and lost beneath A substance so dark yet elementary Four winds converge upon a point where your compass Spirals round in useless motions mocking everything While bilge collects Your cupped hands attempt to shovel out the last few inches And you plead with the gods but they send you no sign Hold on sailor, hold on brother Steady the vessel Hold on sailor Steady the vessel (telltale ghosts at sail) Steady the vessel Tall tales of ghosts at sail They spend the afterlife In futile calculation, dead reckoning Telltales confuse the sails, direction is lost The winds will spiral round a listless tapestry And youre left all alone under the shine of the moon Hold on sailor, tighten the cables Telltale ghosts at sail Steady the vessel Its a good life if you don't weaken Telltale ghosts at sail Its a good life (hold on) If you don't weaken(hold on) Telltale ghosts at sail