Chumming The Ocean

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South of the river's mouth
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Migration slopes slowly towards mainland
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There, the salt air
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Fills the gills of the dead bait in hand
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The deep is in riot, the coastline is quiet
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Asleep and divided in bands
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While beer halls all revel, drunk and disheveled
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Helplessly wading the diver is down


[Chorus]
            F#m          Amaj7
And they're chumming the oceans
    F#m       Amaj7
The signal is sent
  F#m           Amaj7
Received and responded to
    F#m      Amaj7          A
The water is red, red, red, red


[Instrumental break]
A E Dmaj7 A (x2)


[Verse]
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We're downed, downed as the hand of God
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Chokes the driftwood with dead weight and brine
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And spawning the detailed decline
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Via dorsal cuts, hooks, sink and line
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The anchors have settled, the tanks are full level
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The flag has been raised half-mast on the bow
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And harpoons are loaded, the cage has been lowered
    Dmaj7                   A
The mask's on, the diver is down, now


[Chorus]
            F#m          Amaj7
And they're chumming the oceans
    F#m       Amaj7
The signal is sent
  F#m           Amaj7
I think he's in trouble
    F#m      Amaj7
The water is red, red, red, red