Out on the ocean, we have to weather these storms
Riding waves above trenches down to which no man has dove
Hearing stories of monsters that haunted skippers of old
But when faced with the consequence there’s no place that I’d rather go
My hands are shaking, but, I don’t feel cold
My body’s aching, but, I don’t feel old
Like dinosaurs and mountains, antiques that are sold
At garage sales, forgotten, like the Romans and gold
But when faced with the consequence I can’t march into the fold
And faced with the consequence you’re the only thing I feel I could know
Out in the harbor we watched with our glass eyes
For Nessie and Moby and the changing of tides
We collected glass bottles with lovers letters inside
And when faced with the consequence on the deck is where we chose to lie
My hands are shaking, but, I don’t feel cold
My mind is racing as we watch over the shoals
Of the fish that are trailing in the wake of our boat
And we scour the water for the one tusk that we know
But when faced with the consequence there are no fortunes to be told
And when facing the consequence I realize there’s nothing yet that I know
My hands are shaking, but, I don’t feel cold
My heart is breaking ’cause there are no more stories left to be told
Of the narwhal who lives and loves and dies in the sea
Who hunts down all the cowards and sets their fears free
But when faced with the consequence I just can’t let you go
And faced with the consequence you’re the only thing I will ever know
When faced with the consequence I just can’t let you go
And faced with the consequence there’s nothing left for me to know
