My Boat

My Boat, sweet anger, sweet salvage, Cast anchor upon my fingers. We'll travel but linger. On thougts, the coasts of past hopes, eroded with tears, teardrops. We'll take it slow or to the tempo of the shadows. Pretend to be lost in the world of clef notes. me and My Boat. You've got no sails, you won't give in to the winds. As far as eyes can tell. You indulge my every whim. Each stroke soaked in passion. My Boat, sweet anger, sweet salvage, Cast anchor upon my fingers. We'll travel but linger. On thougts, the coasts of past hopes, eroded with tears, teardrops. We'll take it slow or to the tempo of the shadows. Pretend to be lost in the world of clef notes. me and My Boat. Et dans mes voyages musicaux je reve de long en large. Enfouie dans mon bateau. Accroupie, enivree entre les cordes de vynile. Admirant le beau paysage, le gros paysage. Paysage en clé de sol. My Boat, sweet anger, sweet salvage, Cast anchor upon my fingers. We'll travel but linger. On thougts, the coasts of past hopes, eroded with tears, teardrops. We'll take it slow or to the tempo of the shadows. Pretend to be lost in the world of clef notes. me and My Boat.