The Nautical Mile

a fistfull of feeling tossed into the water

the boat has a hole we're sinking take it in stride and stand down

the world comes much harder than one thousand hard hands

and when it fights fight back with right minds

yes it is uncertain but i'm surely certain that we all must get along

and take it in hand and pull yourself up

this comes much harder than one thousand hard hands

such in that gut you're in luck

you've got one thousand people on your side

take it in stride and when there's nothing left to patch the hole

we'll swim together and let the boat sink to the bottom of the stream

with all it's long lost friends

(abandoned drown in loneliness not strong enough to hold our dreams)

and if it comes down to just you and i

standing on the last corner of the last town of the last city in the burning worl