Paddy Three

Nothing else to gain, a knife to your throat, this is your only escape, they'll depart soon, bloodied on the waves, despite all they knew, you'll survive the wait, feel it in your bones, never hesitate, or mind their hooks, you don’t want a throne, the love of fools, hold that broken gaze, you're not a rolling stone, like a Brigand seeks escape, no need to swoon, they won’t use the rope, you are no one's fool, it's not too late, make them swear and go, this is not your fate, you can dance at home.