[Verse 1] we were just a couple angry souls trying to find the answers on a boat. Deep purple eyes and a little heavy smoke, we kept on talking till the whole thing broke. the sky grew mean and the ocean shook, like something ripped straight out of a worn-out book. That's when I found a violin and played, and from under the floor boards the beat was made. Welcome to what Became Kenna and Krakens escapade.. [long Violin solo] [Verse 2] By morning there was salt on every chair, a dent in the rail and a hole in the air. You laughed like you couldn’t believe we stayed, while the gulls circled up in a half-lit haze. I tied down the strings, you hauled the net, we were bruised and loud, but not done yet. If the sea wanted answers, it could wait in line, we were busy turning wreckage into a spine. [Bridge] then the compass spun hard in my hand, needle bucking like it wanted land. something hit once from the dark below, slow, mean, close enough to know we were too near the latch, too loud, too loose— and the hull took a shiver like a wire got cut loose. [Instrumental outro]
