Shipboard Cook (Live) - Third Eye Blind/Not Documented
I wanna go to the ocean
And send a postcard of my loneliness
Forgetting you is so elusive
I run away but it's always this
You're the only one
I love
It's always been you
And I wish I was conscripted in the merchant marines
Shanghaied into service to sails and machines
Just to stay alive
Oh
And my sister keeps it simple she's a shipboard cook
She can draw a line but if you take a look
She's kinda worried though
Oh
'Cause I'm hoping you will find me
I keep hoping you will find me
Hoping you will find me
I keep hoping you will find me
Ooh ooh
I'm always a ghost
I tried your gypsy tarot readings some seance stunt
I keep an open mind but I think it's just a front
Want to believe it though
Oh
My sister says forget her boy that's all that you need
Pitching magical elixirs and bottles full of mead
For a broken heart
It's too late for that
Still rowing up to tell the truth
I lost myself and that's where I lost you
Oh wanna go I'm not waiting for it
I'm always a ghost
You're about as haunted as a darkened basement
I've got all the chances of a dog in a settlement
All about her secrets she'll never tell
I ride along without 'em on a deep sea swell
I heard there's someone new and she starts to talk
She's the merry widow on the widow's walk
And the fear is I have no one no matter where you are
In this twisted f**ked up film noir
And I'm hoping you will find me
I keep hoping you will find me
Hoping you will find me
I keep hoping you will find me
Yeah yeah yeah
My voices
Sing loud enough to tell the truth
I lost myself and that's where I lost you
Oh oh wanna go I've got whipping paws
I'm always a ghost
I'm always a ghost
I'm always a ghost
I'm always a ghost