Alternative rock, Indie, pop, medium tempo, dreamy, airy, psychedelic, classic rock, relaxed, waltz, 3/4 time signature, quirky, Male vocals, tuba, tambourine, drums, synth, electric guitar, brass, horns, whistling,
Tune up the band and sing of the day of sailing the waters from Dublin to Pompeii No one to please, a solitary man You may have a year or possible three So here's to your health man, wherever it may be Tip ip your glass, eat drink be glad You will save yourself from the memories But you will save your son from the misery Thin is your cheek and sunken your chest You're soft as a sponge and you know you need rest You think of your home with longing and distaste How long has it been since you darkened the door Your entrails are burning the tears are burning You're facing the day you thought may never break You will save yourself from the memories But you will save your son from the misery One if by land, two if by sea The cost of the journey has never been clearer Is this where it ends, the taming of your feet? You will save yourself from the memories But you will save your son from the misery