I set sail into this storm
all yellow capped and
vinyl poncho

I yelled out to the crew
sail on through the storm
the devil�s not a foe

and all through the ride
I�ve been pitched and thrown
and somehow he snuggled
into my brow

he whispers sweet nothings
abandons his post
to be mine in the hour of ghosts

he�s a haunt
nothing more
just a spook I once loved
then sent out to the sea to return
to his life

I�m a shell
nothing else
just a shadow of a girl
got no heart, got no soul
just a sway in my loins