When the fish begin to swim

You can bet that there’ll be fishermen

Strike is what those humans like

I hope they throw you back again

But every single day

You hear what they say

You believe it

Hooked into their lines

Baiting you with flies

Far

Far away from shore

The sailors and the captains

Breathe

The air and not the sea

I hope you’re not a captive

But every single day

You hear what they say

You believe it

Hooked into their lines

Baiting you with flies

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