Lifeboats for High Hopes

Song Lifeboats for High Hopes
Artist Southcott
Album Flee the Scene

Lyrics

My spine can be, the piano keys, that your fingertips play, wide eyed as the ships collide, along the docks of the lower east side, and we're on this cruise, of self abuse, we're highlights on the evening news, and we're sweating out our sins, through our ordinary skin, although
I love your touch,
I'll tap my wristwatch,
This has been fun love,
But your tongue can be so cliche.