MewithoutYou

Messes of Men

You caught me making eyes at the other boatmen's wives
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land, but you well understand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters
the propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistake I've made no rowing could outrun
a cloth low on the mast like to say I've got no past
I'm nonetheless a librarian and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and mildew on my glass
I'd never want someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expecting it to be!
I still taste it's kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
captain spotted napping with his first mate at the wheel
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
we keep our confessions long and when we pray we keep them short
I drank a thimbleful of fire, I'm not ever coming back
Oh my god!
"I do not exist" we faithfully insist
while watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
if ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you!