Monday, December 8, 2008
Where did all this frustration come from? We're going to travel out to sea About 31 knots in Until you're unable to see The land from which we came. There'll only be you and me and I hate to sound cliché, But that's apparently the only way You'll ever listen to me, Alone on a boat with no one else To distract you. Keep the rhythm in your life; Snap your fingers to the beat Like it's a song by Queen, Caviar and Cigarettes. Present yourself like your work; Dress up fancy like we're going To the opening of a VIP Art Gallery, Sol Lewitt's Final Piece. Keep your head up high; The war won't last as long as The General says. Be careful with that quick fist; Rome wasn't built in a day But London was most certainly Burned down in three. Despite what you think, I'm always listening. I'll probably never understand What goes on inside of your brain But, just like the ocean's current We'll have to deal with it when it comes. There's no way to stop every Sailor From drowning but, There's definitely a way to Prevent the majority If We Don't Panic...