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letra de dirty weather - the deadfly ensemble

the last thing i remember was a spot of dirty weather and the captain yelling through his beard ! the next time i saw sunlight, my face and fingers didn’t feel right ! there was a pint of briny stowed in either ear ! bits of boat and sail confused a gl-ssy sea. though much abused, the tempest, in the end, had let me live ! floating cold and dead, the captains sideboard knocked against my head! inside were rum and a soaking crust of bread !

oh! hey-ho for the captains sideboard !

come evening time a reddened eye gazed down and set the seas awry ! the stirring surge revealed a thick-tongued cry ! not alone; a bubbling moan ! i likened it to pale-blue toes? just there! a pale-blue face oer pale-blue bones !

oh! hey-ho for the corpse of feyrac !

the semi-buoyant first-mate had expired, met a dampened fate! but he blinked and swam, at least, at a mortal rate. he beckoned me, where could i run ? he asked if i knew how far hed come. the captain had sent him up to fetch the rum !

oh! hey-ho, for the drowned are thirsty !

i wondered if a ghost could drink the ghost of rum, for the bottle tinkled clear and empty; i was long since done. he waited there, i scratched my hair; i needed rum but how and where ? i longed to cut away but hardly dared! old feyracs drowned and swimming face implied the course was clear. my fate was death at sea, and i was late. standing, knife in hand, i plunged the blade into my stomach and the fount was bottled up, as feyrac planned

oh ! and i went to join my captain !

- the deadfly ensemble

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