My love. My navigator.
Humming through the cherry trees
and murmuring of memories
What's the rhyme that you'll give
the lullaby that lures me

Tired though, I can't sleep
All devices just keep me awake, sick
if any smarter that we could be
I'll just go for it; pursue.
I've never been on a sailing boat
and you don't know if that will save us
Hey navigator, my compass shows
that we can go
no where.
and murmuring of memories
What's the rhyme that you'll give
the lullaby that lures me

Tired though, I can't sleep
All devices just keep me awake, sick
if any smarter that we could be
I'll just go for it; pursue.
I've never been on a sailing boat
and you don't know if that will save us
Hey navigator, my compass shows
that we can go
no where.
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