Saw you from the ocean side   From under the boat   We saw you making knots   We saw you get the rope      The boy appearing on the deck   And making it lurch   The bubble of your interest   Ready to burst      He whistles and he runs      We saw you in distraction   A sleeping slow despair   Rehearsing interaction   He wasn't even there      A creature is a creature   Though you wish you were the wind   A boat will not stop moving   If you tie him up until the end      He whistles and he runs so hold him fast   Breathe the burn, you want to let it last   He might succumb to what you haven't seen   He has a keen eye for what you used to be      When the cadaverous mob   Saves its doors for the dead man   You cannot leave      When the cadaverous mob   Saves its doors for the dead man   You cannot leave      When the cadaverous mob   Saves its doors for the dead man   You cannot leave