She is the daughter of nothing
She sings: come here, tender death
The Flying Dutchman awaits you
Watch out! the currents can be capricious
Sail into the void
Without fasteners
Forget where you come from
Sail into the
The roaring forties smash your past
Forget all that built you up
Swing and swim, little fish
Come on girl, lets' sail to Elbow Beach
You sail into the void
Where you're from
You sail into the void
The screaming fifties captures you
A twirling leaf in tournament
Don't try to hide or disappear
Don't shake, the boogeyman will have your back
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