Trubaird from Hydracast by Zouaves

Trubaird! You sail the Seven Seas
Lifted by an ocean breeze
They know what you're looking for, there's keys under the ground
Buried with a big black “X” and palm trees all around
Trubaird! The heart calls from afar
Your cutty is a model in a jar
You produce a ghastly roar that swells up from the floor
A twitching smile and crooked spine your tattered flag does soar

[Trubaird you're in danger
There's steam upon the bow
Now Trubaird you're of mountain
With fire in the clouds -
With fire in the clouds]

Trubaird the rope's around your neck
With tears on her cheek a personal shipwreck
All your maps have lied to you your cannons are all gone
A steady whirl has cracked your skin and peeled apart the dawn.

(Coberly)

• Alternative
• Rock
• Portland