Marooned lyrics
by Wire
An unwilling sailor adrift from Artic watersAs the water gets warmer, my iceburg gets smallerAs he pours more petrol on, he feels no fearAs the flames get nearer, its thought gets clearerA blue-white polar bear arrives at the endDiverting his attention, his feelings froze overI'm only a runaway AWOL at the logical startNot present in the present, overboard with limited futureAnd I'm standing alone still getting a thrillWhile the ship is afloat, he's losing his boat
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