The Tragically Hip - Nautical Disaster lyrics

I had this dream where I relished the fray
And the screaming filled my head all day
It was as though I had been spit here
Settled in into the pocket of a lighthouse
On some rocky socket
Off the coast of France, dear

One afternoon, four thousand men died in the
Water here and five hundred
More were thrashing madly as parasites
Might in your blood
Now I was in a lifeboat designed
For ten and ten only
Anything that systematic would get you hated

It's not a deal not a test
Nor a love of something fated (Death)
The selection was quick
The crew was picked, in order
And those left in the water were
Kicked off our pant leg


And we headed for home
Then the dream ends when the phone rings
You're doing alright he said
It's out there most days and nights
But only a fool would complain
Anyway Susan, if you like
Our conversation is as faint as
A sound in my memory
As those fingernails scratching on my hull