Winnie Neko Case

One, two, three, four

I'm here to tell you a story
I'm here to tell you a lie
My poetry's weak and I know it
I was drop-dead sad and crazy sometimes
So I fucked off, wayward cannon to the sea

On land I was just an appetite
All that started as a joke now ruled me
Sick on chronic mathematics
I just wanted to feel music

Her fever delivered me from the flu
The night hag's hands spread lovingly
Pulling the cape from the sunrise
And revealing a bank of warships called "shes"

Less warlike then reckless, I realized
No weapons were drawn that I could see
Save the blazing stare of their captain
Who held lightning captive firm in her teeth

So I looked off the edge of the world
I saw the girl who changed everything
That's when I met Winnie
I wanted to be her sailor's tattoo