Ship of Fools

Without a word we get aboard New lease of life I have to hold You didn’t tell, but it’s okay I knew the schedule for today We’ve got a lot of alco stuff And dainty food, more than enough A few musicians, one plays flute Three others doing strings and lute Monk is the captain, he’s so nice He leads the ship by throwing dice The boatswain’s drunk, rest of the crew Aren't sure what they ought to do Nuns play canasta, drinking wine A beggar prays for sun to shine Some folks are gazing at the skies As if they’re taken by surprise Perhaps they got fed up with sea Waves sway around you and me You turn to me your face, so pale: “We won’t be swallowed by the whale, I hope, what do you think of this?” - “I think to get another kiss" This plot unfolds by its own rules We're hanging out on ship of fools There is no course this ship must do There is no purpose, but a view Of endless waves up to the line Horizon darkens, then inclines Then our ship soars up and glides Down to the bottomless white skies And there we go, towards the land Which doesn’t look like golden sand..