Songtekst wedstrijd, Lucylot: Opdracht 4: Jack's look-back

Depressed by a dark fate, chosen by your bloodown mother.
Convinced that it's too late, to switch this life for another.
But I won't let you leap and throw your beauty to the deep.
I won't let you die, as you never lived a real life.

I'll free you from the chains of trimness and you'll dare to spit into the sea.
You don't have to be a tidy lady. Lose control and dance with me.
Please, leave that treasure-bearing dragon, who loves the money over the wife.
I will give you true love, my Rose, just to make you feel you're still alive.

Dolphins singing lovesongs to us from underneath our shoes.
But because your folks kept interfering, it couldn't be an easy love-cruise.
To Hell with all their bans, let me teach you some romance.
I can draw you undressed, with only a diamont on your chest.

I'll free you from the chains of trimness and you'll dare to spit into the sea.
You don't have to be a tidy lady. Lose control and dance with me.
Please, leave that treasure-bearing dragon, who loves the money over the wife.
I will give you true love, my Rose, just to make you feel you're still alive.


Now we're living a night of horror, as our loveboat visits the ocean-floor.
The freezing water stings like daggers and we're too far away from the shore.
But you will get out of here. Hold on, you got to stay brave.
Live out your life. This might be my-, but I know this isn't your- grave.
I hope my mind stays frozen to your image, while I'm descending in the pitch-black blue.
But I'm still glad I won that golden ticket, that opened the door to a life with you.

And hey:
I freed you from the chains of trimness and now you dare to spit in the sea.
Now you're not a tidy lady. You lost control when you danced with me.
You spat at that treasure-bearing dragon, who loved the money over the wife.
And now that you know true love, my Rose, you can be assured you're really alive.