thinkin' back, yeah I was
--unsure of the captain--losin' touch and stuck in the past
conclusion sunk in--I'm too--stubborn to jump in a raft
my room was flooded from the rudders to mast
but the water rushin' was the color of the suds from my flask
under attack from my functions and habits--summer of madness, yo
--I doubled back just like the back of a paddleboat
----thought I had control of the vessel--but I was sinkin' low
--til I met you----drinkin' alone in the bedroom
--then you saw potential
compliments only a mother gave
common sense told me I'd wash away
(but) you showed me how to live again--and
there's no ocean deep enough to drown
the sweetest love we found as friends
your honest words instilled a sense of hope
--fed the soul
and reawoke the urge to build a better boat
and once it's docked upon the port
--we'll walk the shore--and see the site
where you breathed life into this washed up corpse
And if you're another unattainable dream
I'm thankful for the days you spent anchored to me
it's so great to be with you--if we sank in the sea
probably wouldn't notice we're unable to breathe
weightless--at least til our embrace is complete
it'll be ages--and when they excavate the debris
they'll find us--cuddled underneath the scuttled submarines
and won't need the number of meters to know this love was deep
--but what's the sense in contemplating the end
I'm on a wave with a friend and I'm okay with it, man
no one may ever know our love except the ocean
let's go with the ebb & flow and revel in the moment
And I'll admit
I think it's true--loose lips could sink ships
but in the motion of this ocean it's spoken in broken english
--(if the) boat goes in we'll just float where this brings us
open a drink up and hope for a wind gust
I think it's true--loose lips could sink ships
but in the motion of this ocean it's spoken in broken english
--(if the) boat goes in we'll just float where this brings us
open a drink up and hope for a wind gust
I think it's true--loose lips could sink ships
but in the motion of this ocean it's spoken in broken english
--(if the) boat goes in we'll just float where this brings us
open a drink up and hope for a wind gust
credits
from Tide Me Over,
track released September 24, 2021
Tide Me Over (Remix) produced by Max Bemis*
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023