A Seafarer's Knot - Fair To Midland

Lucky are the leaves of the clover

She’s digging for chemistry with the butcher’s tools

Shifty are the eyes of the gambler

He’s making his tricks his trade, and a job well done

Through the motions, waving wishes

To your confidence and eloquence

He’s turning a-green from these envious glorious things

Applied ambitious faith that can keep us all safe

Invoking a blue that’s meant for us too

What small amazing things we will turn to rain

Lucky is a deer in the headlights

Those two are as thick as thieves, not a penny more

Shaky are the hands of the gun shy

He’d rather give up the ghost than stick by

Through the motions, waving wishes

To your confidence and eloquence

He’s turning a-green from these envious glorious things

Applied ambitious faith that can keep us all safe

Invoking a blue that’s meant for us too

What small amazing things we will turn to rain

Gather 'round, hold your glasses up high

Drink to love while we wait for high tide

Keep it short, keep it brief, you have my word

Gather 'round while we wait for high tide

He’s turning a-green from these envious glorious things

Applied ambitious faith that can keep us all safe

These spots, these seeds, like her

We’re all a mess as though we all have another