Paroles de Sinking Ships
We ride through the north woods on a wave of CV chatterParading a false flag, eyes directed to the platter
Caught like bread crumbs at the bottom of an oven
Baptismal reruns dancing like sugar plumbs
Sewn lips save sinking ships
And deaf bliss ripens foreign tides
But when the poles shift, and the waters lift
We'll watch the rift grow and grow
But when the poles shift, and the waters lift
We'll watch the rift grow and grow
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