The Confidential Agent - American Music Club, Mark Eitzel

Take the velvet line for comfort

High above the water, feel disconnected and free

Tired of hopes that I just can’t run from

I travel in secret, I know they’re pursuing me

Morning that falls represents a weak link

After is after night’s work is done

There’s no sun, just a grey horizon

Hiding from heaven another frozen world

Watch the ship hold to its course

As an act of devotion

And me, I’m lost at sea

Going through the motions

Gave all my passion to the ocean

She holds it for me in reserve

My word is gone into remission

Your love’s a tragedy that I don’t deserve

She said, «You're only growing now.»

She said, «Soon have we begun, then she can have you

But until then, you’re mine.»

I watch her hold to her course

As an act of devotion

And me, I’m riding high

Going through

Seems like every flash in her eye’s

An act of devotion

And me I’m lost in her hands

Going through the motions

Shore far away off the port side

Shore far away off the bow

Shore far away off the starboard side

Shore far away from now