Franz Ferdinand

40’ Ft

As I glanced once upon the foam
40 feet beneath my feet
The coldest calm falls
through the molten veins,
Cooling all the blood to slush,
Congeals around again

a la la
Oh, and forty feet remain

Salt scales upon my drying arms
Burn my back beneath the sun
I am cold beneath the burning haze
Looking down, looking down,
Down, down again

Oh, and forty feet remain

Oh, and forty feet remain