Eleven Hundred Men Went Into the Water...But Only One Fell in Love
uh, E and A, and F and G sometimes
We delivered the bomb
To a top-secret base
They were carting it off
To load it onto
The Enola Gay
Pulling away from the concrete pier
I looked back and watched the transport trucks disappear
Into the foliage, between towering trees
The shadows closed in as we motored out
Onto the open sea
(stop)
Oh, salt and blood
Are good enough
For your average sailor lad
But I'm Peter Quint
I feel the need
For a little something more
We sank just off the coast
Hull holed by Japanese torpedoes
Sailors screamed for their mothers
Over the crashing of waves
And the high, rising whine of mosquitoes
Flat sunlight reflecting off of the swells
Grey water swirled around our necks
I felt something brush my leg
(whipser
Skin rough and teeth already red with gore
It seemed I'd seen her there
A hundred times before
Oh, salt and blood
Are good enough
For your average sailor lad
But I'm Peter Quint
I feel the need
For a little something more
It was a day and change before
They sent a boat to pull us out
By then I'd seen her cold black eyes
And she'd bumped me with her snout
Oh,
Eleven hundred men went into the water
But only one of us fell in love
While the other boys were drowning
I hung on to her fin
While the wreck was sinking in the deep
My heart was learning how to swim
Three tons of her, a little less of me
We danced together in the deep blue sea
And when they hauled me out I couldn't help but weep
Eleven hundred men went in
But only one of us fell in love
Only one of us fell in love, love, love
Only one of us fell in love
This is my brother. He sings about the world through the eyes of a hiker and it is beautiful. We've done some Album-a-days together, you can find them on here. Adam Hosack
Rediscovered by the outstanding Not Not Fun label, “Big Bingo” is a collection of gentle, twinkling synth songs recorded by Terlu in 2011. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2018