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A Pirate Looks At Forty

A música explora a vida de um pirata moderno, refletindo sobre o desejo de liberdade, aventura e a inevitável passagem do tempo. É uma reflexão nostálgica sobre a vida, escolhas e a busca por significado em uma vida de aventura no mar.

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all

Watch the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen
Most of them dreams, most of them dreams

Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

I've done a bit of smugglin' and I've run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last

I have been drunk now for over two weeks
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
But I've got to stop wishin', got to go fishin' I'm down to rock bottom again
With just a few friends, just a few friends


I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
And though I ran away, they'll come back one day, I still could manage a smile
It just takes awhile, just takes awhile

Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found
My occupational hazard being, my occupation’s just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
I feel like I've drowned