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Sinking The Titanic
On a ship of slaves
 I told you I’d never let go
 Forced you to do the same
 But before I tasted salt
 It was brilliant
 The most iconic romance in the most ironic place
 I was a vagabond
 A dirty American
 Just dancing with the rest of the crew
 But I drug you down too
 Taught you the steps
 Spilled cheap Irish beer on your dress
 You stood on your toes for my friends
 But still you never quite fit in
 That didn’t matter
 Your body fit into my arms
 Your temple into my chest
 Your lips into mine
 I couldn’t rise to where you were
 I had nothing to offer you
 Just ten dollars in my pocket
 Won in a game of cards I cheated on
 I stared so hard at the moon
 But never saw dawn
 I was a criminal
 At least according to your family
 But I never stole your heart
 You wore it for me, especially
 It just slipped into my pocket with all the confusion
 Not that I didn’t covet it
 It seems like so long ago
 Yet here I am, the same
 Kept petrified by the freezing water
 Only mutilated by the occasional fish
 This sea is full of them
 My skin is long since gone
 But they do no harm
 I died with a broken handcuff around each arm
 Compared to the air between us, the water is warm
 I’m sorry I couldn’t stay afloat
 Sorry we couldn’t do everything I promised
 Thank you for taking an axe to my bindings
 Leaving my hands in tact
 For never holding back
 The air was so warm for the time we would talk
 Meet me at the clock
 Kiss me beneath the chandelier
 Run your hands beneath my stolen jacket
 Pull me near
 Pull me under
 The lights flicker then die
 We’re surrounded by the desperate
 They’re on the deck, screaming
 They’re in the water, dying
 They’re in the boats heading away to safety
 And we can curse them under our breath if we like
 But that does nothing to change it
 We’re still clinging to this desk
 Still praying for the best
 Singing little lies to each other to get by
 It’s the perfect memory
 The difference between “classic” and “Legendary”
 Every picture in its proper frame
 Each character showered in misfortune and shame
 I found your picture
 What a sight to see
 I’ve spent so long thinking of nothing but this
 But I never let it hit me
 Not until time and weather removed the glamor
 Undid the splendor
 Sunk the unsinkable
 You and I did the unthinkable
 We found solace and fought nature
 You went on and found another
 Held onto my memory
 I hope you still see my cocky smile in strangers
 My eyes in windows you pass by
 And each time I see ice I’ll be dreaming of you
 From down beneath the ocean
 It’s really all I can do
 Because all the quiet and the pressure
 The fauna and the faults
 They render me a mockery
 And leave a taste of salt
 So I say goodnight and Godspeed
 My beautiful Rose
 Remember me fondly
 And blow that whistle

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