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lyrics
Welcome aboard the SS Restrained
Our servants in gold, no signs of distress
When the seas are calm, we’re doing alright
Anything else and we’re in for a fight
Tables in order, a deck with a blinding shine
You never would guess how much we’re a mess
Can’t help but hope a nice breeze will take over
And keep this ship running down the right line
There’s a cot on the observation deck
Does it ever look like home
We love to see what’s coming
Does it ever hurt us so
I’ve slipped away from the parade
To take a look inside
The servants are two to a mattress
And so very thinly supplied
Seems I’ve found the engine room
Is it ever running hot
We may have pushed the limits
But at some point you’ve got to stop
The storage room is brimming with life
We’ll be great if we make it there
The boat releases a metal roar
I feel a rumble, better head upstairs
There’s a storm on the horizon
And we’re headed straight towards it
The crew doesn’t seem to care
I shout but not a stare
I look for the captain but he’s heading the parade
I guess today’s the day I’ve got to save
I run for the helm, let’s turn it around
But in my way, a barricade is found
Of all the places, why here?
How the hell am I to steer?
Are we forever dictated by the waves
And what we happen to be near?
I run to the captain and yell “Change the course!”
He turns and slowly says, with a voice too far hoarse
“This boat can never rock, never by my hand
We’ve got to keep her floating, we’ve got to make land”
Would you look where we’re headed?
Can’t you see what’s in store?
How can you expect to never turn
And make it to the shore
We’re headed straight in, brace yourself
I’m running for the helm as they’re running from themself
Trying to break the barricade, not much more I can do
The servants still scurry about trying to stay in queue
The sea begins to thrash the side of the boat
Sky engulfed in gray with a wind's gusting song
This couldn’t be the first time, but why would you ever
It’s hard to move forward when you’re always holding on
My hand grows red from grasping steel
We’d be surprised to know how little we feel
The servants are slipping and falling all around
Trying to keep the show on the road
The weather clears up, we’ve made it to the eye
Even SS Restrained can’t keep from a smile
The moments are enjoyed, the crew cleans the floor
Those happy with little always deserve more
We’re headed back through, all hands on deck
Can’t say that we’re not used to the trek
I’m working on through, the barricade’s lessened
Hopefully soon we won’t be so fenced in
The waves crash on deck, the sea’s never done
The ocean can be played but it can never be won
Doesn’t help that we’re the only one
We don’t ask for help even when we need a ton
The storm has passed, we’re alright
We’ll live the day since we’ve won the night
I call on the captain, “Wouldn’t you come here”
I’ve made it to the helm,
Now it’s time you’ve learned to steer
Notes: I like to think of the upbeat part near 2:40 as the eye of the storm, with the storm preceding and following it. Also, I like to think the slides in the last part of the song are as waves, crashing against the sides. It's another way to look at it.
