The Deep (Paul's Remix)

[Intro – stomps, claps, fiddle drone] Four a.m., the harbor's black Nobody sleeps on the way back [Verse 1] Diesel breath and a bucket of chum Paid four hundred for the privilege to come Captain grins with a missing tooth Says the fish are out there, that's half the truth [Pre-Chorus] Green in the face at the leeward rail Everybody's praying for a smaller swell [Chorus] But it's not the waves, it's not the cold Not the hours, not the hold You drop a line into the dark And the dark pulls back Two hundred feet of never known Reminding you you're not at home Most people hate the deep 'Cause the deep don't need you [Verse 2 – bass creeps in] Hours of nothing, then the rod bends double Reel till your forearms shake with the trouble Up comes a face from a world with no sun Eyes blown wide like it's looking at someone [Pre-Chorus] Now it's thrashing on the deck, now it's gasping at the sky And nobody on this boat will look it in the eye [Chorus] [Bridge – stripped, cello and breath] Watch it drown in open air Kicking at a world that isn't there Tell me who's the stranger here Tell me who's the stranger here [Final Chorus – full, belted] But it's not the waves, it's not the cold Not the hours, not the hold You drop a line into the dark And the dark pulls back Two hundred feet of never known Reminding you you're not at home Most people hate the deep 'Cause the deep don't need you And it never did [Outro – gulls, engine fading] Four a.m., the harbor's black [Fade out]