Mainland - Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever

I said, «I'm just a servant to my base desires»

She said, «I'll tell you a few things, free of charge:

Steer clear of jagged rock, tread careful at the higher level

This ain’t no game, but you can play if that’s what you want»

Then she said, «We are just paper boats bobbing adrift afloat

While winds of fortune shove us where they will»

Woke up coughing on the shore, cold outcrop broken, sore

Back on the mainland, the chimps were coming up trumps

And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white

Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water

Son of a red roof city, and her, the full moon’s daughter

And back on the mainland, back on the mainland

Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower

On golden sand

We stared into the haze, ocean merging with sky

And talked about the land of our fore-mothers

Now that we’ve shut the gate, it would be funny if it

Didn’t make you want to cry

This is just the bed we’ve woken up in

And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white

Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water

Son of a red roof city, and her, the full moon’s daughter

And back on the mainland, back on the mainland

Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower

Green dreams were folding over, as we sailed off the mainland

Hooked

Never coming off the line

Wake up feeling fine

Her eyes under pale moonlight

Far corner of the earth

Tripping up on the edge

Big impossible now