Pleasure Cruise
By Cinara
Pleasure Cruise Cast your line into the sea And catch a silver dream for me Let me love and let it be Oh, fisher of the sea I’m clinging to the edge of time This moment that I know is mine So let my spirit freely shine Oh, Captain of the sea Please take me on a pleasure cruise Hoist up the sails of whites and blues And leave the course for me to choose Oh, sailor of the sea On Flying Dutchman wings we sail And venture forth before the gale My hours are short and limbs are frail So take me out to sea Turn starboard toward the sunset west And drift upon the crimson crest Allow my mind to freely rest And drift upon the sea Whate’re the fate this sailing ship A poem will rest upon my lip Of magic in a pleasure trip That took me out to sea Now cast your line into the sea Whatever fate will be, will be Please catch a silver dream for me Oh, fisher of the sea Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 10:51 PM PST 0 • 10
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