my lifeboat was drifting
and I was surviving on it in the ocean
I didn't like the open sun
it was painfully burning my skin
I loved my lovely draft
but it was unable to be stable
it couln't keep anyone on it
it was throwing all my friends out
I don't
I really don't want to stay alone
all the closest ones to me are gone
and that's all it's fault - my boat's
one day I asked the horizon
''when am I going to get closer to you''
I was bored of just drifting
it didn't even snift me
I was naive
I asked my lovely boat ''who'll pay''
it was sarcastic and said ''noone''
come what may
so my lifeboat is still drifting
this must be my salvation
am proud to present the uplifting
that I am not using this temptation