Girl Sailor -
by The Shins
| The gutter may profess its love, | |
| Then follow it with hesitation, | |
| But there are just so many of | |
| You out there for rent | |
| A stronger girl would shake this off in flight, | |
| And never give it more than a frowning hour, | |
| But you have let your heart decide, | |
| Loss has conquered you, | |
| You've won one too many fights, | |
| Wearing many hats every time, | |
| But you wont win here tonight, | |
| You've made it through the direst of straits alright, | |
| Can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting? | |
| You haven't changed an ounce in my eyes, | |
| And I cannot lecture you, | |
| And does anything I say seem relevant at all? | |
| You've been at the helm since you were just five, | |
| While I cannot claim to be more than a passenger, | |
| But, you've won one too many fights, | |
| Wearing all of your clothes at the same time, | |
| Let the good times end tonight, | |
| Oh girl, sail her, don't sink her, | |
| This time, | |
| Just a moment or two from now, | |
| Not a mind will retain even a trace, | |
| Of the thoughts that I struggled to tell | |
| And how our stack of cards just fell, | |
| So settle this once and for all, | |
| The light no longer shows the cracks around my door, | |
| And I have no lantern to light your way home tonight, | |
| You are not some saint who's above, | |
| Giving someone a stroll through the flowers, | |
| You've got so much more to dream of, | |
| Oh girl, sail her, don't sink her, | |
| This time, | |
| This time, | |
| This time. |