Waves

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made

When I was back on my boat and I used to have some speed.

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made,

Barely staying afloat while the lights from your big ship fade.

Do they serve you escargot and cocktails, too,

On big plates in rooms large enough for one hundred and two to

Sit down, eat up, dance around and get drunk?

The chandelier is swinging now; there’s no one watching at the bow.

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made

When I was out on my boat and I used to have some speed.

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made,

Barely staying afloat while the lights from your big ship fade.

I sped so fast on my fragile, little craft,

Trying my best to make it in time to get dressed

For drinks out on the deck, caviar and cigarettes, but

Sadly, I was unable to dine that night at the captain’s table.

You looked down at me from the prow of the ship, and what did you see?

My boat upside down, but you didn’t throw a life raft out.

And now here I am trying to swim back to the sand

I guess your ship’s not for me and I’d rather be floating out on the sea.

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made

When I was back on my boat and I used to have some speed.

Now I’m rocking on the waves that I made,

Barely staying afloat while the lights from your big ship fade.