Bertie Blackman - Accordion Boat by Bertie Blackman lyrics

We creep through nets, uncertain We lip sync threats to stow away In this cold night clung shadows We drift out alone On the infinite brine So row, row, row the accordion boat Moving at its silence makes a sound that cuts your throat And nothing by denouncing the loneliness of everything... The harbor loves, loves flutters Barnacle foam They chatter of matters salty And ropes swing Sway in time Floating and lost With the ghosts of the tide So row, row, row the accordion boat Moving at its silence makes a sound that cuts your throat And nothing by denouncing the loneliness of everything... --- .