When dark forms are stirring
In the sediments in your brain
And your wild days are long gone
Never to return again
When your ghosts are all in training
For the forthcoming showdown with you
When you're alone in the dark
When you have to, when you're blue
When she looks straight through you
With those steely grey eyes
With her black hood and scythe
And a mouth so wide
Excuse my ignorance
Is this another transatlantic near death experience ?
Caroline says for what it's worth
This won't hurt
I can guarantee
A brand new experience
Life it'll make no sense
So if you feel her beautiful shadow cross your skin
And you can taste the words on the tip of her tongue
Ask her, "Is your surname Kevorkian by any chance ?"
Say hello to your pop
And while you're up, ask the captain
To either turn it round or stop
Caroline says for what it's worth
This won't hurt
Come hear the angels sing
Screw the government
Every last one of them's bent
And the cops kiss my shiny ring
Yeah, that's what I sing
So if you see her sometime, ask her to recall
The eye of the hurricane
Try and make some sense of it all
Our night of obituaries
Chewin' our nails
Even the past was tense
On another transatlantic near death experience
Caroline says for what it's worth
This won't hurt
Your future's bright
Flaming orange to be precise
Just another one of those days
When nothing don't ever seem to go right
Your pants are too tight
And your shoes pinch
And everyone looks at you
In a funny kind of way
You know the kind of day
And some poor sod just died
In a distant land
Shifting sand
That's life
That's death
But at least it wasn't me
Yeah, I can be thankful for small mercies
Before we scurry away in our
Shiny black little hearses
Lyrics by:
Squire
Available on:
Time Changes Everything (5.56)
Details:
From the waters of Herman Melville's Moby Dick on Home Sweet Home, Squire seems to be taking a nautical turn to the ill-fated Titanic voyage of 1912 on Transatlantic Near Death Experience.

Like 15 Days, Transatlantic Near Death Experience is also a take on a Bob Dylan track - on this occasion, 'Visions of Johanna', from the album 'Blonde on Blonde.'
 

 

The howling at the end of the song is reminiscent of 'Hey Bulldog' by The Beatles.
Squire had some further bad luck on wheels years later, when he broke his leg in a skateboarding accident in 2010. He also has a scar on his chin from falling off a go-kart when he was three years old.
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