Sinking With The Ship

The silver storms that lie ahead
Will soon be rattling your windows
As fishermen, we will ascend
And follow wherever the wind blows
We’re all sinking with the ship
We’re all sinking with the ship
We all taste the salt water on our lips
And we are all sinking with the ship
When will we feel free to say
We’re not attached to a nation?
I’m waiting still this very day
For something to shake that foundation
We’re all sinking with the ship
We’re all sinking with the ship
We all taste the salt water on our lips
And we are all sinking with the ship