0
My Ship Isn’t Pretty - Kings of Convenience
0 0

My Ship Isn’t Pretty Kings of Convenience

My Ship Isn’t Pretty - Kings of Convenience
[Verse 1]
The telegraph gave us hope
Before was the silence and the panic it brought
The sky was the blankest sheet
We drew lines upon it
So our thoughts could meet

[Verse 2]
Through cables black and cold
We carried our intentions to bridge
And bring home
Would it all be so clear
If the lines were erased
And the silence restored?

[Verse 3]
Boys of today write lines on walls
In the streets at night
In suburbs of cities with no name
Is this destruction or just quiet protest
Against loneliness

[Verse 4]
The cargo lies in our laps
Their weight is so heavy
And this is all we know
Our message will need a ship
To travel across oceans
That can't otherwise be crossed
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?