We’ve got some sick condition huh
You’ve no idea of what you want
I make sure you don’t figure out
They live without and they are stoic proud

Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it

You’ve got this flower as your head
I’ve got this sour stinging stem
We’ll be content with some regret
Let’s sail it out and maybe dance to it

Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it


With the talent of a rebel monk
I’m in and out of a restless funk
It’s only hints we found in day
To be and let presence go it’s way