Set The Sails - Dan Mangan

You decide to be alone

And hell it’s cold enough to hibernate

So let her drift into the snow

It’s where she chooses how to operate

It might be time to pack her in

Set the sails and just get all the way-

Maybe east or something

The west was overrated anyway

And the storms coming down

These old walls are wearing thin

There’s an ache to this town

And something’s gotta give in

When digging for gold, and coming

Out dry

Just a matter of time

Just a matter of time

So you decide to be alone

And sometimes loneliness

Can be your friend

So let me drift into the snow

It’s where I’m tempted most to make amend

We can wash our hands of all of this

And we can hide behind shit eating grins

It’s probably something I missed

I wasn’t listening when I should have been

And the storm’s coming down

And these old walls are wearing thin

There’s an ache to this town

And something’s gotta give in

When digging for gold

And coming out dry

Just a matter of time

Just a matter of time