Ian Knapp

Para Zometa (forero de Cajatonta.tv) y para quien la quiera:

"Into These Oceans" mp3
When I was tiny I would make believe at night that I was in a ship,
that all around me danger lurked but I was safe and dry.
Now that I am big I wish I had myself a ship
'cos Jesus Christ I'm feeling tiny deep inside.

Give me your hand. I'll give you my hand. We can set sail.
Give me your love. I'll give you my love. We can set sail.

When I was an angel I would hang out with the other angels
bathing in the waters of a sea of self belief.
Now that I am human I can feel my limitations
and I realise I'll never get that clean.

Give me your hand. I'll give you my hand. We can set sail.
Give me your love. I'll give you my love. We can set sail.

Come away with me now. Sail with me now.
Away with me now. Into the danger.
Sail with me now.
Into these oceans.

When I was younger I would laugh so loud. Yeah I would laugh so loud
without a care or anything less.
Now that I am focused I complain about the only people
left prepared to save me from this mess.

Give me your hand. I'll give you my hand. We can set sail.
Give me your love. I'll give you my love. We can set sail.

Come away with me now. Sail with me now.
Away with me now. Into the danger.
Sail with me now.
Into these oceans.

Into these oceans. Into these oceans. Into these oceans.
(You make everything okay).

When you were tiny did you make believe at night that you were in a ship,
that all around you danger lurked but you were safe and dry.
Maybe if you'd had yourself a ship it would have saved you
from the dangers you found lurking deep inside.

Give me your hand. I'll give you my hand. It's never too late.

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