Channels Mayday Lyrics

We're miles past mayday
Sleeping through your fate
All beacons weakening
All signals faint

The waters are too well charted
And tragedy well timed
And every survivor's story
Reeks of alibis

Mayday, mayday
But always a bit too late

Any clear blue morning
Disaster waits
And the captain's warming
To his display case

The best of the bottom-feeders
Bring them back alive
Settlement is the sum
Of self-protecting lies

Mayday, mayday

Inside this idyll of escape If I die before I wake

Confidential orders keep these branks around your head
No one sings awakening the way we praise the dead
Conscience is a curse, maybe inertia is inbred
No one sings awakening the way we praise the dead

The waters are too well charted
And tragedy well timed
And every survivor's story
Reeks of alibis

Dear friends and enemies
Jettisoned memories
Foundation, family, and praise
All disappear without a trace