The Broken Sea

Steve Kilbey / Martin Kennedy

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Sept. 24, 2014]

We toiled away upon the broken sea
In our rafts of Araldite and stalagtites
And something from [the] other night

Our ranks were stripped
The slaves were whipped cream broad
The oars groaned in the broken sea
In voices of deliquency
In some stranger's frequency
They forgot to mention me

Our gods were fierce, they ate the children whole
I sold them all my laudanum for asylum
But now I never felt so numb

The other side died in a red tide
As our sails swept them aside
King was there, the queen astride
She'd come along just for the ride

We sailed away upon the broken sea
In our boats of whale-skin and skeletons
Something hard to keep us in

Our smiles were fixed, our eyes were sunken in the broken sea
Watching as the gold went down
In the darkness without sound