Didn’t you see me in the boats,
Rented or built from all that floats,
Distant dreams across your body,
You’re my Gulliver without parody.
Didn’t you see me sail in you,
Anchoring my float just beside you,
You even saw me work on my ark,
Nobody ever can try a hark.
My paradise is what I need,
Hang on and give me your heed,
My ark will take me over you,
Later surely would I thank you.
Soon with the mate shall I set sail,
Battling the storms who make you frail,
Our hearts are deeper than your might,
Our lives be dwelt in our own light.
Hang on because they say you’ll be gone,
Won’t you see me before you’re gone,
Oceans dearest the ark will be born,
Hang on because some day we’ll all be gone.