A Fisherman With A Clock

(album: Pop, Songs & Death - Volume 2: The Jupiter EP - 2010)

I was walking down the dock
I met a fisherman with a clock
I asked him "do you have the time
To read me back some lines?"
In a tiny little verse I wrote
When I was sailing on a boat
I had to write them on my shirt
About a love that starts to hurt
But feels like a miracle when it starts
With stars and sparkling hearts
Splashed
All over the internet
And everybody knows I bet
That there's unicorns in France
And fairies who love to dance
They point at the devil in the weeds
I think he's after me

But this is love
Who do you love?
Who?
Who?

The fisherman pulled a knife
Like he would fight me for his life
He'd fought all the monsters in the sea
So he wasn't scared of me
I don't read out loud for free he said
So what's in it for me then Fred
I told him he can have the rhyme
And everything that's mine
If he agreed to be the voice
Who would read out loud the choice
That a girl I knew once made
And if he knew he'd be afraid
But I kept the truth under my hat
And he agreed to read it back
And that was how we struck the deal
For him to put away his steel and read of love

Who do you love?
Who?
Who?
Who do you love?
Who?
Who?

Here I am
Lying down
On the driveway with the kittens
And the moon is out
There's snow all on the ground
We were inside
They were restless
Coz I think they miss their mother
So I took them out to play
I couldn't sleep in there anyway
And they danced
And snowy crystals
Lit by moonlight in the midnight
Floating all around
Kicking snow up from the ground
Midnight darkness and the sparkle
It was there that I could see that you were gone for good
And I understood
That the moonlight and the silence and the snowflakes and any magic wasn't good enough
I wasn't good enough for you to stay

(I was walking down the dock
I met a fisherman with a clock
I asked him "Do you have the time
To read me back some lines?"
In a tiny little verse I wrote
When I was sailing on a boat
I had to write them on my shirt
About a love that starts to hurt
But feels like a miracle when it starts)