Scapa Flow

Tell me when there is danger
It probably won't matter to me
On the face, we are strangers
To what you'd hoped they would be
Shallow wrecks (shallow wrecks)
From the bottom (from the bottom)
Better left (better left)
Than picked up (than picked up)
And remembered, but I remember

Cold dew from the mountain
Flows down through you
Not for the first time
Turned tears into oceans
So blue and clear
That I surrender on cue

Nights after this will align
As if not to miss you're alive

At the end of a game changer
Where you've been and won't go
I really just figured it out
What James meant by all my friends
It's a trade (it's a trade)
So much better (so much better)
Never made (never made)
And it follows (and it follows)
And it follows (and it follows)

The truth long forgotten comes due
And you say it's the last time, ha!
This fear that you're tender
And black and blue
Will temper tempers

Nights after this might connive
Not to be missed or alright at all