I'm in my Halloween boat
With a hole in my heart, the size of a girl
Pacific postman, 30 West by 50 East
On a black sea that joins up countries
My life is one second slow
Says here on my watch, that's how I know
I'm a mapping on a dead sea
Marking out 30 West by 50 East
On the off-chance that anyone should wish to know
A trail of letters waltz on the tide back
To Maritime Plaza from my Halloween boat
And it's so cold, you can hear the moon
My life is one second slow
Says here on my watch, that's how I know
There's a hole in my heart the size of a girl
30 by 50
In my pocket, a letter
A, let's make it better note
But I'm all out at sea, asking the harbor
To come this way, closer, to swallow me
And there's a hole in this boat the size of a star
That I plug with the letter, the let's make it better
A peep show for Jesus
He looks through the stars