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Heading south so i can go north Guided by birds but drifting off-course Read the tide-table before starting out Bbut 30 years old with chapters torn out You, waking up from a dream of the sea Safe in the harbour from sailors like me You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea Whilst i lose the compass to a trick of the sea Bearing east so i can blow west Guided by wreckage of the marie celeste (read) sombrero fallout whilst waiting for calm Carved chapter 13 in script on my arm You, waking up from a dream of the sea Safe in the harbour from sailors like me You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea Whilst i lose the compass to a trick of the sea