Lyrics:
waves whisper low, a silent story's flow
Logbook's page, a final plea, ten days lost at sea
Cargo untouched, a mystery, what could the reason be
Lifeboat
it on them ruin glass
Don't blame it on the signal
Don't blame it on the steering wheel
Don't blame it on the logbooks
'Cause I know they stray
Like
A partially-written logbook
Your gift is my curse
With age it just gets worse
Sand turns time's hand
And still I don't understand
Old words that you told me
Always
He's rolling down the open road, highway 99
He must unload by mornin', but tonight he needs his sleep
There's an load awaitin' in the logbook that he
Scotch
ਹੋਕੇ ਸਖਤ ਪੈਣਾ ਏ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਡੱਕਣਾ
ਕਿਹੜੇ week ਕਿੰਨੇ ਘੰਟੇ ਚੱਲਦਾ truck
ਮੈਨੂੰ ਲਗਦਾ ਹਿਸਾਬ ਪੈਣਾ ਰੱਖਣਾ
ਤੇਰੀ logbook company ਤੋਂ ਲੈਣੀ ਆਂ
ਕਿਤੇ ਗੱਪ-ਗੁੱਪ ਤਾਂ ਨਹੀਂ
kissed me sailor and sail away
A storm sailor Is gathering
turn your back on me and run away to sea
Go sailor wash down the deck
and tell the logbook
Sad ruin upon the seafront
Torn sails and crates of earth
Strange records inside her logbook
Tall tales of the Schooner's curse
Where the East
even bloodstains left on the walls and floor
Not a single message remains in our logbook
How is this possible? We couldn't believe our eyes!
Don't blame it on the signal
Don't blame it on the steering wheel
Don't blame it on the logbooks
Cause I know they stay
Like all the cars in NY
Like all
I'm the best)
Creating a logbook for every little word that you said
You accountable if it don't work out in the end
Manifested this moment I swear I'm
The wild sea rages,
My logbook pages,
Now float on the tide.
REFRAIN
Capehorn, Capehorn.
The froathy foam,
It dims our lanterns,
The crew now phantoms,
time to sleep
he stays up late night writing rhymes in his logbook
and i look at em (in the morning) while he puts it under his bed, I get amazed of what
Logbook. Day 13 on board
We landed on a new island (on a new island)
A vestige of the old world
This is where we are!
Trees break the roof, water
I've been traveling all across this land
I use my engine to cook
As I'm fudging logbooks
Making sure I don't
Get screwed by the man
Now most of your
My LogBook is Blocked and so is the Clock
I Took a Small Walk, instead of Long Talks
I’m Quite Isolated but it’s Captivating
The Scene is located
this anthology
My biggest support I have honestly
To my brothers I dropped this CD
A box set logbook on how we be
Let the spoken word dwell richly
To my
this anthology
My biggest support I have honestly
To my brothers I dropped this CD
A box set logbook on how we be
Let the spoken word dwell richly
To my
on the tired rock face)
I wanna be as free as John Hall's logbook
Shrug off the traps and one in the others
Backed by virtue and my brothers
It's quite
whales do blow.
From Gale Huntington's book- Songs the Whalemen Sang. Collected
From logbook of Ship Bengal, journal of Ira Poland, 1832.
Recorded by A. L.
Ight tools are good
Logbooks good
And I’m bout to take out the trash
Alright man, I’ll see you later
One time for the homies
And one time for
frozen corpse was found
A Body well-preserved by severe Frost
His Logbook had fallen on the ground
An Expression of Terror covers a tortured Face
Telling
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