I have no direction and no destination,
There is no wind to blow my sails,
I have lost my map and the compass has gone,
The clouds are covering the stars.
There is no dingy, I have no emergency flares,
I think I forgotten how to swim,
My supplies are low, they are almost gone,
And nobody knows where I am.
These are treacherous waters; I’ve sailed here before,
I was on my own back then,
This time there are others aboard, oblivious to it all,
So I have to sail on.
