Chapter Six - Nothing

By Stereomyth

On Stereomyth

Released on August 5, 2016

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[Verse]

Hands covered in seaweed

Phosphorescent sea things

You wash up ashore, coughing, sputtering

Bubbling out your lungs

Rungs on the ladder you’re trying to climb collapsed

You’ve relapsed into your old ways

Of having spent days nearly dying

Maybe tomorrow you’ll be frying in the desert sun

You realize you need shelter, a sword, a gun, a plan

Maybe somewhere to run, uh

But in the back of your mind you feel like

This might’ve been mentioned to you once or twice by that old man

You hardly knew him or his crazy plan

But you signed on anyway so you could run from land

What is this place, this mysterious island?

And why have you arrivеd in a fashion so violent?

What do you have left of lifе when the sea with its strife

Tried to run you through with its coral knives?


[Chorus]

You’ve done nothing

You’ve won nothing

Become nothing

You’ve seen nothing

You’ve learned nothing

You’ve saved nothing

You’ve found nothing

You’ve got nothing

But that’s something


[Bridge]

You went and got a clean slate

And now you watch the sea as it starts to abate

Well here you are, all alone at the start of a day

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well listen to the muse now, listen what I say

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe everything and nothing ain’t so far away


[Chorus]

You’ve done nothing

You’ve won nothing

Become nothing

You’ve seen nothing

You’ve learned nothing

You’ve saved nothing

You’ve found nothing

You’ve got nothing

But that’s something


[Bridge]

You went and got a clean slate

And now you watch the world as it starts to awake

Well here you are, all alone at the start of a day

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (Nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (Nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well listen to the muse now, listen what I say

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (Nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play

Well maybe nothing is a pretty cool hand to play (Nothing is a pretty cool hand to play)

Well maybe everything and nothing ain’t so far away