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50 Dead Men

from Seateeth by Bucky Harris

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50 dead men push away from a quickly sinking ship
In passing they're all wondering what's to become of this
Situational rhymes with travesty when reason is nothing more
As the crackling hull snaps clean in two, they're all scrambling for oars
The strong swim with the weak to the only raft that didn't go down
Blind eyes to wounds and guts, they're screaming “brother we'll make it out”
As 50 men defiant cry “we've got camaraderie aboard”
The ship dives with a heavy sigh, taking with it something pure

By daybreak of the next morning there's only 25 left
For the 25 gone missing, they're all claiming heaven-sent
But for the sick and the wounded and the bloody, each man's too parched to shed tear
They push the bodies out, and on the horizon they disappear
Nightfall on the fourth day dims on slim and ragged 15
Knship wains as palor grows and the brotherhood recedes
Silence reigns as each man begins to drown in thoughts of home
The bond they shared went down with the whiskey and the ship down below

I still believe in something scarce but pure
You'll find me out sifting through the ocean's floor
But the things we lost burned as quick as they sank below
to leave me out here wondering “how'd it come to this?”

Sun sets on the 7th day as in the distance they spy land
Only 10 men remain but the lifeboat is in disrepair
With sideways eyes they all know there's too much weight to make it back
Jaws are clenched and knives creep out as the night sky fades to black
40 years have come and gone and now 6 weathered men
meet every second sunday to sit in a park and reminisce
They say these kids today forget all that we gave up in their names
Ignoring the scars that line their hands from brothers given away

I still believe in something scarce but pure
You'll find me out sifting through the ocean's floor
But the things we lost burned as quickly as they sank below
to leave me out here wondering “how'd it come to this?”

We pulled on the shore
Limbs weak and all covered in sores
and they said “I know us well
How'd it come to this?"

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from Seateeth, released May 10, 2014

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