Some boat very fast,
Some boat cruises,
Some boat hate and religion,
Some boat in truth;
There warships and yachts;
Night outs and parties too.
But I'm a wrecked piece of wood,
I want to sail slow and in peace,
I'll listen to Chopin
or Elliot Smith ,
What ever suits the night,
I'll just float on this reflection
of the
stars,
And
You can come and wreck my boat,
.....I'll still sail through this sea.