t's gonna be a long while, til I find myself an oar
And my little life boats taking on water
Sink a little every hour, I'm miles upon miles from the shore

This is Sad/Hope I'm holding onto
There are no ropes that I belong to
Decided my nerves are better overboard
This is Sad/Hope

It's gonna be a strong southerly blowing me closer to the storm
My only armour is what I was born with
I'll baton down the little I own
And hone in on the hurricane that I'm gunning for

This is Sad/Hope that I'm holding onto
There are no ropes that I belong to
Decided my nerves are better overboard
This is Sad/Hope

I'm ready now
Go on and throw me your worst
I can take it all
In my stride

This is Sad/Hope I'm holding onto
There are no ropes that I belong to
Decided my nerves are better overboard
This is Sad/Hope