Lyrics
It's a crooked home it's the heavy sail gonna get there overnight
Drop the drag and lift the line chase the morning light
Push it straight the wind feels fine a stranger in their home
Did the sound Mr. Right pick around echo far home drone
A sound they'd never know
Now you're back with all the rats filthy tracks they roam
Take a seat to congregate and greedy share their home
You held a wage on a mighty blood exclusion all the time
It wasn't much but now you're stuck in strange you're feeling fine
It's strange you're feeling fine
It's a crooked home it's the heavy sail gonna get there overnight
Drop the drag and lift the line chase the morning light
Push it straight the wind feels fine a stranger in their home
Did the sound Mr. Right pick around echo far home drone
A sound they'd never know