The lack of laughter’s contagious It spreads the panic within Only the fool is courageous When he goes for a swim I found the perfect companion I let him talk for a while And I will give him a hand After he gave me a smile I wanna talk to the captain About libations and sex I bet his loft is amazing Twice as big as the next He doesn’t dwell on the details and he works in a suit His soul is tied to the sea his hands are hardened by wood cause I am the river I am the sea Only the darkness Is bigger than me I sail the left I sail to the right The backwash of empire Stays by my side What language are you talking When you say it’s murder out there I’ll be the perfect companion To translate your despair You know nothing ever works here An opportunity missed And how steel will reply When you hit it with your fist