All Hands
Luke Hoskin, Tim Millar, Michael Ieradi, Rody Walker
The cold finally broke this morning
It's quiet on the dock
The sun feels so close and warming
The air is heavy
I'm dreaming of a life I can't afford
The ground starts to tremble beneath my feet
Feels like my train is coming in
I can hear it screaming in the distance
My train is coming in
Eyes cast towards the heavens
They can tell my train is coming in
All hands, all hands, all hands
My train is coming in
I'm standing here in disbelief
Like how in the hell is this happening to me?
But I'm holding onto this one relief
When my train comes in and crashes into me
It was over my head
Like the sunshine
That it rose up to eclipse
Maybe it's just in my head
Or maybe the sunshine
Never did exist
Sweet taste of death in my mouth
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Brings quiet to all my…