A length of rope stretched to a monster at sea
A bargain below but not for me
A wave of warning had come without
You trim the the sails, amend your route
You howl as though a Capitan hapless at sea
Who we'll hold captive between you and me
You cry "the mast, the top sail, the bow"
Words you'd picked up just for now
You tell me the waves, they crash and they're loud
I found us an out, a way and a how
You'd follow me down, if you weren't too proud.
The ship is is splitting, and leaking, and filling
And the sea is churning and turning and swilling
I told you to follow, but did not look back
My rope sunk down, as though a weight it lacked
Into mist and nothing,
Into abyss and shore
You drown in knowing to quench your thirst
Women rarely ever go first