A paper boat
Making for life on a paper boat,
Make a few folds and you’re set to float,
Around the world and the seven seas,
Stopping for awhile, rest with the trees.
I don’t need anything more than a paper boat,
To take me places, with a little bit of rope,
As I sail away on a new waking dream,
The world is looking fresh and I’m feeling keen.
Oh to sail away in a paper boat,
I don’t need no land, or a water mote,
Maybe an anchor, and a little food to go,
I’m going to sail away as this river flows.
Making downstream in a paper boat,
Through all the reaches without our coats,
To see the open sea, off to places free,
Somewhere beyond a once lost breeze.
Let’s kiss the wide horizon in a paper boat,
For we’ll not sink, but out there keep afloat,
With paper sails and a long paper deck,
We can brave the storms, and never wreck,
Here’s to a world of love, on one last paper boat…
In a big old world, happy here to keep afloat.