Forty Long Days

Forty long days I will go down

Bury my head in the deep

Forty foot waves sure do make a sound

You won't get a sound out of me

Long are the days in the ocean

Turning my legs into stone

Merciless fish come in motion

Taking turns at my bones

Oh, my bones they're so tired

Am I even alive?

What's a young man to think?

Such the cruelest of tides

Throws me aside

Always destined to sink

Fall by the coastline

Married to deeper waters

Dust in the engine room

I blow it all away, for another day

Come what may

Oh, my bones they're so tired

Am I even alive?

What's a young man to think?

Such the cruelest of tides

Throws me aside

Always destined to sink

Oh, my bones they're so tired

Am I even alive? (Anymore)

What's a young man to think?

Such the cruelest of tides

No helping light (at the shore)

Always destined to sink

To sink, to sink

Forty long days I will go down

Bury my head in the deep