Levi The Poet - Chapter Eight: White Whales Like Black Plagues lyrics
[Levi The Poet - Chapter Eight: White Whales Like Black Plagues lyrics]
Today, the first mate told me that
My men intend a mutiny
And that I have condemned an entire crew in
Search of a fabled leviathan that we
Would not have known what do to with
Had he existed in the first place
"But we're sinking, " he said
"and your daughter
Is in love with a boy back home
Dreaming that she is living
His life she's asleep in the cabin
And if you have even a hint of sobriety in
Between gulps from the last buoy
She'll use to say goodbye
You'll turn this ship around"
It's too late we're drowning
Fathers of daughters just like mine
Except theirs will live out their lives on
Land long after their daddies have died
At sea some will remember them as noble men
The rest as having abandoned their roles
For a pipe dream
All as good or godawful as their
Imaginations allow themselves to believe
I do not know whether I care
Or if I could not possibly care less
When we first set sail and pushed off to sea
I stood at the bow looking
Everywhere but at my
Legacy, with that blue ribbon
Holding up her hair, eyes
Locked on the boy that I made her leave
Waving i have been chasing this great white
Dream for as long as catching him
Stood to promise that I
Could substantiate all
The reasons I failed my family
Well I wanted to be a brave man
I wanted to prove to my wife
That I wasn't a failure
I wanted to tell my daughter
That daddy always tried
And tried his hardest
Tried his best to make it work
His best was always at their expense
And all of the things that
I idolized became my captors
Now that it's too late
I know that drifting is a deeper threat than
Betrayal no one has to convince you
To abandon anything, you just
Inevitably end up downstream, maintain your
Pride and wonder why the
World keeps on shifting
Convinced you're still standing in
The same place you never mean to drift away
Baby, if you survive and find this
I was right about one thing your mother used
To say that I was afraid, but apathy
Is not the same as escape
And I was never running it's just
That I was never fighting
Indifference sneaks in subtly
And subtleties can kill a man
It will be of no difference to you
Though if there is a God, know that I
Will stand before him with no excuse, and I
Can only assume that he will weep
"Tragedy, indeed, that innocence, though
It never was, could have been"
My men intend a mutiny
And that I have condemned an entire crew in
Search of a fabled leviathan that we
Would not have known what do to with
Had he existed in the first place
"But we're sinking, " he said
"and your daughter
Is in love with a boy back home
Dreaming that she is living
His life she's asleep in the cabin
And if you have even a hint of sobriety in
Between gulps from the last buoy
She'll use to say goodbye
You'll turn this ship around"
It's too late we're drowning
Fathers of daughters just like mine
Except theirs will live out their lives on
Land long after their daddies have died
At sea some will remember them as noble men
The rest as having abandoned their roles
For a pipe dream
All as good or godawful as their
Imaginations allow themselves to believe
I do not know whether I care
Or if I could not possibly care less
When we first set sail and pushed off to sea
I stood at the bow looking
Everywhere but at my
Legacy, with that blue ribbon
Holding up her hair, eyes
Locked on the boy that I made her leave
Waving i have been chasing this great white
Dream for as long as catching him
Stood to promise that I
Could substantiate all
The reasons I failed my family
Well I wanted to be a brave man
I wanted to prove to my wife
That I wasn't a failure
I wanted to tell my daughter
That daddy always tried
And tried his hardest
Tried his best to make it work
His best was always at their expense
And all of the things that
I idolized became my captors
Now that it's too late
I know that drifting is a deeper threat than
Betrayal no one has to convince you
To abandon anything, you just
Inevitably end up downstream, maintain your
Pride and wonder why the
World keeps on shifting
Convinced you're still standing in
The same place you never mean to drift away
Baby, if you survive and find this
I was right about one thing your mother used
To say that I was afraid, but apathy
Is not the same as escape
And I was never running it's just
That I was never fighting
Indifference sneaks in subtly
And subtleties can kill a man
It will be of no difference to you
Though if there is a God, know that I
Will stand before him with no excuse, and I
Can only assume that he will weep
"Tragedy, indeed, that innocence, though
It never was, could have been"