Captain [Lyric Video] - Ben Male 

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Praise
the gentle days
and how they know
with every second that elapses we all go
toward our graves
and call our mates
and have a drink and tell them all of our mistakes.
And by the way,
you'll never learn how the heart breaks.
But some days, you'll come close.
Is anybody listening?
The captain's on the telephone.
It feels as if we're drifting,
I don't fit in to these old clothes.
Somebody left the lights on.
Somebody left the radio.
Find something to get by on,
convince them that you're still at home.
Grey
the cloud today
and every face
they share the same worried expression
give me space.
But keep me close
and wear my clothes
and tell me, do you think they'd suit my bedroom floor?
Can you believe once we were touched?
Or did we make
it up?
Is anybody listening?
The captain's on the telephone.
It feels as if we're drifting,
I don't fit in to these old clothes.
Somebody left the lights on.
Somebody left the radio.
Find something to get by on,
convince them that you're still at home.
Is anybody listening?
The captain's on the telephone.
It feels as if we're drifting,
I don't fit in to these old clothes.
Somebody left the lights on.
Somebody left the radio.
Find something to get by on,
convince them that you're still at home.