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We're miles past mayday Sleeping through your fate All beacons weakening All signals faint The waters are too well charted And tragedy well timed And every survivor's story Reeks of alibis Mayday, mayday But always a bit too late Any clear blue morning Disaster waits And the captain's warming To his display case The best of the bottom-feeders Bring them back alive Settlement is the sum Of self-protecting lies Mayday, mayday Inside this idyll of escape If I die before I wake Confidential orders keep these branks around your head No one sings awakening the way we praise the dead Conscience is a curse, maybe inertia is inbred No one sings awakening the way we praise the dead The waters are too well charted And tragedy well timed And every survivor's story Reeks of alibis Dear friends and enemies Jettisoned memories Foundation, family, and praise All disappear without a trace