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Looks like I'm there for good.
( 4 ) next time that star shoots across the sky...
(x) i'm going to grab it and smash it under my feet.

Friends Only. [22 Dec 2006|03:39pm]
I am the anatomy of a catastrophe.
(x) i'm going to grab it and smash it under my feet.

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We sent out the S.O.S. call
It was a quarter past four
in the morning when the storm
broke our second anchor line.
Four months at sea for months
of calm seas only to be pounded
in the shallows off the tip of
Montauk Point. They call them
rogues. They travel fast and
alone. One hundred foot faces of
God's good ocean gone wrong
What they call love is a risk,
Cause you will always get hit
Out of nowhere by some wave
And end up on your own.

The hole in the hull defied the
crew’s attempts to bail us out
And flooded the engines and
radio and half buried bow.
Your tongue is a rudder.
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your
lips or keeps them safe behind
your teeth. But the wrong words
will strand you. Come off course
while you sleep. Sweep your boat
out to sea or dashed to bits on
Or dashed to bits on the reef.

The vessel groans as the ocean
pressures its frame. To the port
I see the lighthouse through the
sleet and the rain. And I wish for
one more day to give my love and
repay debts but the morning finds
our bodies washed up thirty miles
west. They say that the captain
stays fast with the ship, through
still and storm. But this ain't
the Dakota and the water is cold
We won't have to fight for long.

This is the end. This story's old
This story's old but it goes on
and on until we disappear. Calm
me and let me taste the salt you
breathed while you're underneath
I am the one who haunts your
dreams of mountains sunk below
the sea. I spoke the words but
never gave a thought of what
they all could mean. I know that
this is what you want. A funeral
keeps both of us apart. You know
that you are not alone. I need
you like water in my lungs.