We are ocean drifters, we tell the stories to others
Of solitary hunters where the seas roll on
We are star swimmers, in a world where everything feeds off everything
We call the white whale our god
With a full moon and a tide, and our eyes on the stars
The heart starts to move past the ships where the crews have already died
They were ocean drifters, turned to stone as the harpoon struck and the gods did moan.
The ship is under sail, strapped upon your back
Give me one more shot before you dive
You turn as if to go, making the volcanoes of the sea
If you knew the spell you put on me
With a full moon and a tide, and our eyes on the stars
The heart starts to move past the ships where the crews have already died
They were ocean drifters, turned to stone as the harpoon struck and the gods did moan.
Now the modern killers come
Of solitary hunters where the seas roll on
We are star swimmers, in a world where everything feeds off everything
We call the white whale our god
With a full moon and a tide, and our eyes on the stars
The heart starts to move past the ships where the crews have already died
They were ocean drifters, turned to stone as the harpoon struck and the gods did moan.
The ship is under sail, strapped upon your back
Give me one more shot before you dive
You turn as if to go, making the volcanoes of the sea
If you knew the spell you put on me
With a full moon and a tide, and our eyes on the stars
The heart starts to move past the ships where the crews have already died
They were ocean drifters, turned to stone as the harpoon struck and the gods did moan.
Now the modern killers come