Captain! Captain! from Blitz Spirit by Jess Silk

Broken boots on streets of cobblestone
Distant memory as he groans
In the gutter he calls home

Medicine to soothe his aching head
And the existential dread
That is creeping up ahead

Oh Captain! Captain! Can’t you see?
The writing’s on the wall this time
And it’s turning to ash
But his weary feet
On those familiar streets
Will always lead him back

Now he’s heading for oblivion
He’s heard it’s nice this time of year
That bottle in the bottom draw
Has promised him that it will see him clear
Until the sun comes ‘round

He hears the distant beating of the drum
As he pours another one
And then his feet go marching on

Dragons breathing fire in his head
And his vision turns to red
As he sees the path ahead

Oh Captain! Captain! Can’t you see?
The writing’s on the wall this time
The letters all aglow
And they’re spelling out a future
He abandoned in the bottle
Long ago

Now he’s heading for oblivion
He’s heard it’s nice this time of year
That bottle in the bottom draw
Has promised him that it will see him clear
Until the sun comes ‘round

Now he’s heading for oblivion
He’s heard it’s nice this time of year
That bottle in the bottom draw
Has promised him that it will see him clear
Until the sun comes ‘round

• Folk
• protest
• singer-songwriter
• Stourbridge