Ode to Gremlin

This sanctuary, it cannot be your home
So take comfort in this shelter 'fore it's gone
But what if morning cannot shake this thought?
What if the sun cannot dispel this feeling that I have got?

Oh, the wind will blow
All the drowned aboard
For that final push
To that golden shore
There will be no rest
We will all get where we are going

We can go no further
And our hands are soiled
From collecting pieces
Of the glass that broke
That once framed a picture
Of some distant shore
We called home

And the last thing the world needs now
Is another song about the fucking sea
And the last thing that the world needs now
Is another song about the fucking sea

And you know I am heartbroken
And there's more of it than there is of me