• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Starboard - Db's
• Starboard - Nels Andrews

I could study your mind like a globe for hours,
but where in that mind of yours is tonight?
I could read your face like an atlas all night,
but where in those pretty eyes of yours is October?
The months float by like sailboats
and you'll miss the sunset if you look straight ahead.
Don't you think that the moon looks the best from the shore?

by the time you finally came undone
it was there with the family and everyone
in the the tattered backseat of a
swedish sedan
dried foam yellowed your nervous hand
dried foam yellowed your nervous hand
too tall for the playground, but not too young
you'd mixed robotussin and malibu rum
kicked your feet, the moon rose and fell
horses on a carousel
horses on a carousel
you come home ragged and you come home curt
we can smell the city on your your shirt
by the length of your hem
and your torn lapel
we see you've been sinking in the wishing well
an army of butterflies in a bushwick loft
playing swiss family robinson, little boy lost
he courted you there like a bowerbird
but you could not break him from the herd
you could not break him from the herd
you come home ragged and you come home curt
we can smell the city on your your shirt
by the length of your hem
and your torn lapel
we see you've been sinking in the wishing well
Caught between the shore and sea
you broke your stroke to laugh
your clothes outgrown, but you cant go home
and you are neither kitt nor calf
follow the sliver fish upstream
wake up portside of a starboard dream
bewildered, you'd have never known