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Me Without You

Genres: Rock

Messes Of Men Lyrics - Me Without You

'I do not exist' 

We faithfully insist 

Sailing in our separate ships 

And coming in tiny caravel 

Tiring of trying, there's a necessary dying 

 

Like the horseshoe crab 

In its proper season sheds its shell 

Such distance from our friends 

Like a scratch across a lens 

Made everything look wrong 

 

From anywhere we stood 

And our paper blew away 

Before we'd left the bay 

So half-blind we wrote these songs 

On sheets of salty wood 

 

You caught me making eyes 

At the other boat men's wives 

And heard me laughing louder 

At the jokes told by their daughters 

 

I'd set my course for land 

But you will understand 

It takes a steady hand 

 

To navigate adulterous waters 

The propeller's spinning blades 

Held acquaintance with the waves 

As there's mistakes I've made 

 

No rowing could outrun 

The cloth low on the mast 

Like to say I've got no past 

But I'm nonetheless 

The librarian and secretary's son 

With tarnish on my brass 

 

And mildew on my glass 

I'd never want someone so crass 

As to want someone like me 

But a few leagues off the shore 

I bit a flashing lure 

 

And I assure you, it was not 

What it expected it to be 

I still taste its kiss 

That dull hook in my lip 

 

Is a memory as useless 

As a rod without a reel 

To an anchor ever dropped 

Seasick yet still-docked 

 

Captain spotted napping 

With his first mate at the wheel 

Floating forgetfully along 

With no need to be strong 

 

We keep our confessions long 

And when we pray we keep it short 

I drank a thimble full of fire 

And I'm not ever coming back 

 

Oh, my God! 

 

'I do not exist,' we faithfully insist 

While watching sink the heavy ship 

Of everything we knew 

 

If ever you come near 

I'll hold up high a mirror 

Lord, I could never show you 

Anything as beautiful as You 

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