my ship isn't pretty

Lyrics

the telegraph gave us hope, before was the silence and the panic it brought, the sky was the blankest sheet, we drew lines upon it, so our thoughts could meet, through cables black and cold, we carry our intentions to bridge, and bring home, would it all be so clear, if the lines were erased, and the silence restored?, boys of today write lines on walls, in the streets at night, in suburbs of cities with no name, is this destruction or just quiet protest, against loneliness, the cargo lies in our laps, they're weight is so heavy, and this is all we know, our message will need a ship, to travel across oceans, that can't otherwise be crossed, it undulates on the waves, and cautions the water so we can be safe, it undulates on the waves, then cautions the water so we can be safe