Tremor christ lyrics - Pearl Jam song

Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm...
Wounded is the organ he left all...bloody on the shore...
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning in his wake...
I barely taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance played fate...

Little secrets, tremors...turn to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...

Ransom paid the Devil...He whispers pleasing words...
Triumphant are the angels if they can...a get there first...

Little secrets tremors...turn to quake...
The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves...

I'll decide...take the dive...
Take my time...not my life...
Wait for signs...believe in lies...
To get by...it's divine...whoa...
Oh, you know what it's like...

Turns the bow back, tows and...drops the line...
Puts his faith and love in Tremor Christ...