Before I went haywire
I felt the salt at sea
I could feel the wind at my back
I could see as far as destiny
I look over the hem of the boat
It's rail gleaming copper brown
I could see the real ship
And make its frown turn upside down
I knew which path to take
port or starboard
but the captain and the parrot
all wanted me as their lord
so I was torn to decide
to choose riches and fame
or freedom off the ship
but picking one
would leave the other of shame
so before we reached that jagged rock
that sat like a rover
I took one last look at my friends and family
and leaped right over
