Iceworm

The crescent house, the crooked oar
That strove to swim but broke the shore
It swept us up a lantern for
The crescent house, the crooked oar

It dropped me to the very door
Passed out on the pinbox floor
Liquored us to clean the sore
It dropped me to the very door

I can't sleep
AAAAH
That's enough

I've remembered this before
The dreary task of living's chorе
Hazy thoughts then thought no more of
I've rеmembered this before