I keep the meter running slow
Where the salt and the jungle grow
My hull is red with flakes of rust
A heavy weight of ancient dust
Turquoise waves wash over me
Deep inside this emerald sea
Iron skin on a golden shore
I don't carry the war no more
Palm trees lean in the midday heat
Where the jungle and ocean meet
I used to sail a frozen line
Now I taste the coconut wine
Small fish swim through my open door
I don't need a steady floor
Barnacles cling to every beam
Waking up from a metal dream
Turquoise waves wash over me
Deep inside this emerald sea
Iron skin on a golden shore
I don't carry the war no more
The current pulls a steady beat
While the sand feels the summer heat
I'm a ghost in a floral dress
Giving in to the water's press
The tide comes in to clean the stain
Wash away all the old iron pain
A steady rhythm, a slow design
Watching the silver bubbles shine
Turquoise waves wash over me
Deep inside this emerald sea
Iron skin on a golden shore
I don't carry the war no more
Just let the water roll
Iron body, salt soul
Ride the tide home
