Oh my darling, you are the restless sea.
With your black heart raging over me.
Has the blue sky seen the same trouble as we?
Tell me true, my love, the restless sea.
There are three things never satisfied...
The grave, your heart, and mine.
But I will hold you in my arms, where rust and sorrow lie
Underneath the bounding main tonight.
And by now, you must've found better than me...
I'm sure Jupiter and Orpheus have charmed you off your feet.
By now, I'm sure you've gotten over me.
While you're kissing clouds and gods, I'll be crawling on my knees.
Sweet morphine.
Sweet morphine.
And yes, I've come to know you are the endless night.
High above my love, and the constellation light.
Waving your fingertips of sleep over the dark on the face of the deep.
Endless night, I know you well, indeed.
By now, you must've found better than me...
I'm sure Jupiter and Orpheus have charmed you off your feet.
By now, I'm sure you've gotten over me.
While you're kissing clouds and gods, I'll be crawling on my knees.
Sweet morphine.
Sweet morphine.
By now, you must've found better than me...
I'm sure Jupiter and Orpheus have charmed you off your feet.
Oh, by now, I'm sure you've gotten over me.
While you're kissing clouds and gods, I'll be crawling on my knees.
Sweet morphine.
Sweet morphine.
----Brian Fallon - The Gaslight Anthem
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