The Boat of the Fragile Mind

I dream about you

All the time

You must be on my mind.

When time was turning,

Being tugged by the boat of the fragile mind,

We hoped we might make it out alive...

To live to tell the tale of it.

Our hands were washed and aimed for it.

Are you still game for it?

We could make it

We could make it

We could make it

Out alive.