New America - Darker My Love

True shipbuilding

New America

And take it as it comes

Old cliche

The split milk levee breaks on you

Like honest C.I.A

If all hands pull one way

The world will fall on you

Into the right time to leave

Make sure you take what you need (and more)

The sails are made out of your sleeve

And the wind made by you

Don’t say you love me

Don’t say that you care

Don’t say that you need me

Because I won’t be, I promise you

True shipbuilding

And your wet guitar

And no two wishes more

You may like your money

And Sam’s magic parlor shoes

I am the only one you need

Make sure you take what you need (and more)

It’s settled up

And we could leave by tomorrow afternoon