Everything points in the same direction. Sometimes that's the direction I'm going, sometimes it's where I've been.

WHALE
(Robertson 09)

I think I’m running out of luck
Frogs are falling from the sky
They were tadpoles swimming in the muck
Now they’re learning how to fly

You’re the Jonah, I’m your whale
You’re the jailer, I’m your jail
You’re the ship that’s setting sail
You’re the Jonah, I’m your whale.

The asphalt here is slick and wet
When it rains that’s what you get
Don’t bother looking left or right
People drive here without lights

Everything is hit and miss
The shoulders all are soft and wet
There ain’t no lines you have to guess
What you deserve is what you’ll get.

guitars, soprano ukulele, bass, drum track, percussion track...Craig
vocals...Craig