Whale Bones

Secret And Whisper - Whale Bones

I was born to a very simple family

We would scrape and save to rebuild our name.

I met a girl who believes in me

And I believe in her.

It is only on Thursday morning

We sail away

Do you hate the feeling

Of life on the open sea?

The wood is rotting underneath.

Does the salty breeze

Trigger your memory

Of whale bones and coming home?

Do you hear it?

The sea is calling

Cause these hands were meant to retrieve the net.

My breath grows tighter and tighter

When I think of you.

You better keep your hands off my lady.

Do you hate the feeling

Of life on the open sea?

The wood is rotting underneath.

Does the salty breeze

Trigger your memory

Of whale bones and coming home?

We will have to book sometime

We will have to book sometime

For the holidays.

For the holidays.

We will swim with ocean life

We will swim with ocean life

And the manta rays.

And the manta rays.

We have waited all our lives

We have waited all our lives

For these golden days.

For these golden days.