Fits of Passion

Teardrops falling Flickering fast Build a sailboat Assemble a mast Ready the dock Tears bring rain No need for an anchor The flood will be insane So sail away from port And never return Isolation is an alibi You Love or you learn We can sail far away And travel a wave Forget the heart It is only a knave Travel the seas And assemble wit Tales of lovers Never forget They will drive our mind And pass the time Tales of sorrow And tales of rhyme So man the boat And assemble the mast Before our lovers Are no longer our past For they are a drop of water In this vast-less sea I can show you the world Come away with me Travel our mind And not our heart Think with logic Now you are smart We can make it a song As simple as one, two, three And carelessly sing afloat Because we are free Above the water Above the tides Neglected and bare Equanimity resides