Drip-Drop
Where does the wind lead,
When my sails have been set,
At night, when the crew is asleep below deck.
Have I fallen off course,
By the waves swept aside,
Pulled astray by uneasy, and worrysome tides.
The sound of the warping wood,
And trembling keel,
Put doubts in my mind, so I rise to my feet.
I climb to the deck, and alas, what I find,
calm seas, waters blue, and a starlit sky,
So why did I worry, why did I fret?
There is nothing to fear, so I climb below deck,
I walk back to my bed, and I fall fast asleep,
But as soon as I do, my nightmares repeat.
When my sails have been set,
At night, when the crew is asleep below deck.
Have I fallen off course,
By the waves swept aside,
Pulled astray by uneasy, and worrysome tides.
The sound of the warping wood,
And trembling keel,
Put doubts in my mind, so I rise to my feet.
I climb to the deck, and alas, what I find,
calm seas, waters blue, and a starlit sky,
So why did I worry, why did I fret?
There is nothing to fear, so I climb below deck,
I walk back to my bed, and I fall fast asleep,
But as soon as I do, my nightmares repeat.