SHIPS

my hands are clean, as you can see
for they've touched seas and seas
I collect tears instead of pearls
among all colours of universe.
my face is clean, as you can see
apart from the same old ink drops
time's on my side and slowly
it leads you far from coming home.

sleep, as long as you can sleep
for all the things we need
are out of reach
promise, as long as you can do it
feel free to break your promises

how many times do I have to wonder why
and wonder how, once more
it's raining days, it's raining hours
it seems the heavens want me alive
I do believe in what love has made of me
even though it's madness, madness indeed

sleep, as long as you can sleep
for all the things we need
are out of reach
promise, as long as you can do it
feel free to break your promises
you're not alone at sea

look at my ships they're sailing
look at the waves that welcome you
you're not alone at sea
the pearls I've left will guide you here

and sleep, as long as you can sleep
for all the things we are
will stand still.

(it seems I re-wrote the story of Dido and Aeneas, but I swear I didn't want to)