Bluechip

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Young, lost and witty, deep in self-pity Pretending for reason, to hope A life in a trunk, on a blue Chinese junk Everyday but a day cast afloat [Verse 2] He lives in a trunk, he sails off on his junk Outfitted to last, but a while A hunger in his eyes, as daily he tries For a reason— a reason to smile [Verse 3] He sails to a dream, a pale sea of green He can't see to where, though in glows And trusting to fate, 'cause mine will come late Sometime he'll return, this he knows [Instrumental Break] [Verse 4] Well he's into the pity, no it's not very pretty The sound of a frown from the side But love was the meddler, the unconscious peddler And me? I just sail for the ride