Robert Post

Big Boat

Robert Post


How many scars 
How many stars 
Need I count back home to you 
I'll always keep sailing 
In all the winds you make 

They were always true 
All the lies made up for you 
You're always asleep 
When I am on date with the moon 
A man feel unloved 
Hungry and out of line 
The longer he walks 
Less he knows 'bout where to stop 

So big boat tell me 
How it feels to know every corner 
Of my little swimming pool 

Thousands of fools 
Do believe 
Love is ending there 
They close her eyes 
And she is dead to their world 
Always a chance 
The dishes may not break 
Be always aware 
The heart is the one who can 

Past is on fire 
Never turns to ash 
Remember your future 
It may last 

So big boat tell me 
How it feels to know every corner 
Of my little swimming pool 

There's too many things that affect 
There's too many things affecting this 
There's too many dreams affecting me