Richard Thompson
Currents
Shipwreck, sunset, off Brooklyn′s coast
Open waters, we sunk the boat
Sinking feeling with you on board
Held you close so no one else could

Captain made you walk the plank
I got up and took your place
It's not fair you always escape

Only for you, I′d sail seas
We hid our treasure too deep
Currents may take what they please

Blame the wind and I'll blame the current
Storms parted and clouded my judgment
Test my faith and steal my weapons
Speak with venom spilling from your lips
So clean your mouth with dirty salt water
And wash it out with something stronger

Dead men tell no tales so I
Held my breath through every lie
Cause there were embers in your eyes

Only for you, I'd sail seas
We hid our treasure too deep
Currents may take what they please
Sandy beaches, digging for silver
Broken glass I thought it was glitter
Send you my farewell in a bottle
Let it go I haven′t forgotten

Only for you, I′d sail seas
We hid our treasure too deep
Currents may take what they please