Corsican Mastiff Stride

(album: Getting Into Knives - 2020)

We sail, we sleep, we scry dry land
We dig a pit beneath the sand
A place to keep the sun at bay
At dark we rise and find our way

With our faithful companion by our side
Put it all on the table and let it ride
Close to the dropoff on our long slide

The land we left becomes a dream
The ghosts we knew go up like steam
They leave some trails against the sky
All but invisible to the eye

With our faithful companion by our side
Put it all on the table and let it ride
Close to the dropoff on our long slide

Call off the search party
Let mourners wail by the shore
Point to the spot where our ship disappeared
We're not coming home any more

Should you succeed and breach the coast
You tell your friends you've seen a ghost
You tell them all there's nothing here worth dying for
You leave it there

With your faithful companion by our side
Put it all on the table and let it ride
We are close to the drop-off on our long slide