A Sleepless Night
White clouds pass me by
like jumping sheep
And the ship that could not float
I still can not sleep
I imagined a paper boat
Sailing down the drain
Out of sight and into the guttter
With a lonely refrain
Like a knife through butter
The iceberg ripped through the hull
Frostbitten tears that no one can deny
In a moment's crystallized lull
So many people still lie
And the oceans still weep
The captain still the goat
And I still can not sleep
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