I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place. I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race. I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find.
I sailed forever, I sailed so far, and now I know just what the consequences are. I laughed out loudly, while I cried inside. But I didn't have the streigth to say enough of this ride.
I wrote a letter just the other day. To nobody in particular. But if anyone were to read a bit. They'd think I was a bit peculiar. . But it matters not what they think of me.