text: Its a constant struggle getting up that hill
  Theres a change of guard every day
  When youre clinging onto a driftwood boat
  You pray a great white whale might come your way
  No freeway traffic in the frozen North
  Just a chain link fence full of birds
  And when the harpoons loaded in the cannon bay
  Youll be rolling through the pages lost for words
  Hey Ahab can you tell me where
  I can catch a ride out of here
  Hey Ahab hoist that sail
  You gotta stand up straight
  When you ride that whale
  In a crumbling city we were trapped for days
  With a broken sun above the clouds
  Caught like Jonah forty fathams down
  And a sign on the wall saying, Hope Allowed
  All the cryptic symbols carved on bone
  A far cry from a tattooed rose
  And when the boys in the rigging catch the wind
  Well all weigh anchor and its westward ho