Fingertip Boat

[Sam]

Moments of unwillingness
Salutation to thy pride
Sailing in the lake and sand dunes
Of rhythms and tunes

Fingertip boat
Where does it hide?

Lines crosses over each other
Desire crave upon each other
Tonight death has fervor
Or maybe a day some other

Fingertip boat
Below the tides

There are so many different worlds
So many different sounds
There are so many lethal diseases
So many deep wounds

Stuck in the middle
Stuck in between
Fingertip boat
Is always mine