From the deck to the sea floor
I swallowed my tongue
Chanting your name when the thunder had come
The blind man with the shattered nose knows your song
You're six parts flesh to one part mud
The congregation of sinners sing your hymn
You're the sick man's deathbed and the tough man's blood
Well, I conjured the lover that started a flood
I sunk to the bottom on seeing her face
You rise to occasion to give her the rose
I rise to the ceiling a glimmer of grace
From the deck to the sea floor
I swallowed my tongue
Chanting your name when the thunder had come
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