Every time the water breaks and soaks me to the boneI remember
what I left behind by sailing off alonePitch and yaw through
hurricane, my position is unknownAnd the bell rings seven
timesSalted brine, I drink it down and breathe it through my
noseNo sign of land but I hang on and do my best to closeBut the
swirling tidal undertow keeps pulling me belowAnd the bell rings
seven timesAll hands left on deckAn icy rest is waiting at the
bottom of the seaShe's tried her best to take me as I
struggle to get freeBut while I have a breath to breathe, she
isn't taking meAnd the bell rings seven timesAll hands left
on deckNo hope of rescueNo hope of dry groundThe siren calls all
souls on boardTo follow her downSwirling silently beneath the
noise and light up therePush past the frozen arms and legs,
ignore the lifeless stareI grab a line that pulls me up for a
precious gasp of airAnd the bell rings seven timesAll hands left
on deck
Send "All Hands" Ringtone to your Cell 
