Heavy Rescue

They tried to attack you
 They tried too late
 We're waiting on the storm to hide the wake
 Bringing you up to the surface
 dragging you up to the shore
 holding you up to the sun like Is this yours?
 It's yours
 (Cecil)
 It's yours right, this house with the boarded up doors right poor site like maybe it's mine and you made it
 in time with the foresight
 to light a torch and torch this place
 coordinate my life with yours
 private wars and a chore to relate in a world that you made fulla minor chords
 Find the oars, lie in the wake
 quiet your mind, they're lying in wait
 they're firing everything all over everywhere
 everyone in the asylum is safe
 Wait, the size of the tide is—it's rising again, so align with your horizons
 So can I get a witness, can I get a clue
 If I can't, can I get an amen or a view
 of the few and the proud that are crowding around the canals
 in the masses to catch you and ration the savage of you Grab for the branches, wrap them in you
 we'll scream to cause avalanches
 that ceramic sunset's for you
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 (Dessa)
 Whitecaps break above us but at the bottom it stays calm just the rising tides can touch us
 just lift you up and set you down
 But danger is as danger does
 There's a motor in the water and it's coming for us
 and I can smell the gasoline, smell the rust
 and I can't move fast enough away
 Break, make for the deep end
 don't wait for me
 cause I'll be damned if they get another
 just to catch and
 catch and release
 (Stef)
 Choked, blotter on the tongue
 water in the lung, trippin
 hotter than the sun, fodder for the big guns
 finished with your fun, know I'm not the one
 Time crawls and I'm still here somehow beggin
 still fear that I'll waste my life on the end of your impulse lettin the lead fly from your weapon
 Hit or miss, bigger fish and a sea full
 of deceitful creep people
 Lust betrays, sweat the sheets through
 So I stash and I grasp and I laugh and I plan it
 keep it on the run like mechanics
 You say Don't hold your breath
 you say Don't sit and wait
 Cause when you're up then you're out
 and the fuss and the pout won't work
 don't push them brakes
 (Sims)
 They came up the coast with a cavalcade
 these seas I just can't navigate
 so I recalibrate
 then bend the frame until the image freed up from the acetate
 I was at the helm with the map and the loop
 looking for a keyhole to pass on through
 they were waiting outside with incisors
 ready to devise, divide, and syphon the fuel
 they just shoot, they just shoot
 hand in the mouth from the garden we grew
 so I'm carving until I make a shape that suits
 fly the sail so the space match too
 and all I wanted was good and free
 and my hands were good enough
 paid up with a couple cuts
 bob and weave
 find a space between and a cut above
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