Little Boat

Do you think of me when you sleep?
Lying silently in my arms
Oh my minds still on the
Lips that you have kissed
Or hair you always twist
Around your little finger where a sharp knife should have missed

Will you remember me when I go?
Singing songs I wrote for the show
Telling strangers there
That I have left behind a man who’s gone to find
A little train to carry him
To follow the sunlight

And we could both be lazy
In the summer sun
Let the wind blow our little boat along
With no stop-sign
We could carry on
Until there’s comes a time when all the rivers gone
Yes, lazy
In the summer sun
Let the wind blow our little boat along
With no stop-sign
We could carry on
Until there’s comes a time when all the rivers gone

Let us buy a boat and just float
Down the riverside with the toads
When its time for tea
We’ll fish around for food
And sing along to tunes
That pop up on the radio that dangles from the roof

Open up a box of red wine
Drink from plastic cups all the time
You can tell me why
That Margaret was a bitch
Who closed down all the pits
And killed off our community with just one little click

And we could both be lazy
In the summer sun
Let the wind blow our little boat along
With no stop-sign
We could carry on
Until there’s comes a time when all the rivers gone
Yes, lazy
In the summer sun
Let the wind blow our little boat along
With no stop-sign
We could carry on
Until there’s comes a time when all the rivers gone

Lazy bones
Lazy bones
Lazy bones
Lazy bones, whoah, oh oh