I asked the captain if we'd reach the shore before the morning
He just stared ahead and cursed the mighty waves as they appeared
"Where are we going?"
Is the question I'm afraid to ask
I don't remember getting on this ship, they said I volunteered

Back in my cabin, where I shared a room with a strange man
I climbed into my bunk above him while he pulled ropes from his beard
I asked if maybe I should make a call, I think there's a mistake
I looked below and saw the man had disappeared

So let me tell you the story
Of how I made it back to shore
One day they sail you off to glory
The next day they peel you from the floor

I saw his hairy ropes hung from the open window
So I followed to the deck where it was dark, as I had feared
And how the rain fell like torpedoes into the black sea
I dove into the tempest, away from where my ship had steered

Let me tell you the story
Of how I made it back to shore
One day they sail you off for glory
The next day they peel you from the floor

I think I might, I think I might be weird
I think I might, I think I might be weird
I think I might, I think I might be weird
I think I might, I think I might be weird

Below the sea was full of monsters
Above the thunder broke the sky
What led me on the path of plunder
Now as I sink, I wonder why

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Mike Haliechuk