I am a million years old.
Looking out of a sunken ship
Was headed to some faraway land
But boarded this ship on a whim.
Sunken though it is now,
Once it happily sailed away
Closer towards the fading line
Topsy turvy on a distant bay.
The captain who manned another ship
Was fatefully put in charge of mine
A steady sea but for wobbly feet
We knew we'd drunk from Cupid's wine.
We knew not where this ship might go
We knew not what the...