A toast to the last of a dying breed. They're crawling back to bed. They're falling back to sleep. . A chill touches the base of your neck. Who'd call by at this hour?.
All the boys who called their mothers on that day. Were no tough bunch but they had the nerves to go and say. That all your secrets were drowned. . With the pioneers who were flooded from this town.
Classics in the modern age. Sixties remake. Everything you've got in spades. Your collarbone, shoulder blades. . (Hey). Bat your lips, shut your eyes.
I would've gone back home. I would've gone back home. It's bad enough you're here. And it's worse that you've come along. . Paper walls unfold as you'd expect.
You've been famous since your birth. A silent one it was till they told me, "It's a girl", and everybody gasped. I know how to raise you right, teach you how to read.
The harrowing adventures of. You and I when we were captains of. Submarines made of steel. . Discovering the seven seas. Fending off the giants of the deep.