Our Coastal Hymn

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

If I die tonight, put my head inside a mason jar

Put it in the ocean and send it out to sea

I'm wadin' because

And when I hit some shore

And when my seal is broke

I'll split my eyes and lips asking

"Is this a judgment or a joke?"

This is a chance to dissect it

This is a chance to make it up

These are the words we've selected

Don't believe the lies of an afterlife spent driftin'

After forty hours, I sink straight to the bottom

Of the harbor near my home, and there I lay alone

This spider crab is finely clad beneath my cloak of brain and bone

This is a chance to make it up

This is a chance to dissect it

This is a chance to break it up

These are the notes we've selected

In the basement of the dress shop

They play poker on the weekends

Old men trading laces

It's an absolute disgrace

They never gave a tip to the boy who ran the route

They never gave a shit, what the paper was about

When they heard he died, they read the news that day

Just so they could see what his obituary would say, it said

"Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends, and stay with me tonight

Rally up, my friends, and stand by my bedside

Rally up, my friends"