Saturday, February 26, 2005

jamaica inn

nebulize - tori

can you patch my jeans peggy ann?
just a little stitch to mend the hole
he has torn
if you can
maybe i got too set in my way
she says she reminds him of me
when we first met
in those early days...
the sexiest thing is trust
i wake up to findthe pirates have come,
tying up along your coast
how was I to knowthe pirates have come?
between rebecca’s
beneath your firmaments
i have worshipped
in the jamaica inn
in the jamaica inn.
with the gales
my little boat was tossed.
how was i to knowthat you’d send her
with a lantern
to bring me in?
"are you positive this is a friend?"
the captain grimaced.
"those are cliffs of rock aheadif i’m not mistaken."
the sexiest thing is trust
i wake up to find
the pirates have come,
tying up along your coast.
how was I to know
the pirates have come?
between rebecca’s
beneath your firmaments
i have worshipped
in the jamaica inn.
in the jamaica inn.

No comments: