Raise a Glass to Marco
Raise a glass to Marco
His crown is made coral
All is cold and dark, oh
Down here at the bottom of the sea
We sway in time to a water dance
With the eels and coelecanth
And dream of blessings and blind chance
We hunger for a piece of the sun
We've been here so long, oh
Forgot the verses and song, oh
Fight back the tears and be strong, oh
The years are carved on the bow
Raise a glass to Marco
He's as old as a carp, oh
Granted, he's not quite as sharp, oh
Down here at the bottom of the sea
Writer/s: Westwork
