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Little Man in the Dreamboat

from Anyways by The Boudoirs

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lyrics

I don’t go sailing
I’ve never seen the sea
And so what
Bed, armchair
Cool breeze in my hair
And places to be
Culture hot
Grew a pair in my head
Having found no fight club
In my sleepy shanty
And got
World-weary
So fast it was scary
To faraway Chianti
And homegrown pot
Preached from behind
A black perimeter fence
You know what purpose is
I scoffed
Ha pal you’re way off
It’s all future tense
Lost sleep over nothing
But lost it anyway
Woke up black-eyed
Found a cranny to hide
And splendoured away
In green Garin waves
Sunshine bleeding through
What a day lies ahead, step the mast
Full speed ahead, sheet home
Starts with an archipelago
Sultry islands come and go
Masterfully I steer
Where horizons strip bare
And it’s thousands of miles to land
I’m dreaming of sand
Pouring through my hands
In sunset rose romance
I’m dreaming of omnipresence
Scintillation for the rich and the peasants
I’m dreaming of room to stand
And room to kneel at the church of the present
I dream of believing in no such
Thing as love with monitored dosage
I dream of letting go
The teenage summers I hold hostage
Sure as I stood
With the dignity needed to brood
At the helm of a swan-white schooner
Headed for shore, moments before
I find myself
Naked, cowering, screaming for help
On the floor of a creaky rowboat
Missing both oars, tossing off course
The storm would never settle
No beach would pick me up
I would snap out, no doubt,
Late into the blackout
Go to sleep black-eyed
Red eyed, inside
The same four walls for years
And let the dreaming stop
And let the dreaming stop
And let the dreaming stop
Sunshine bleeding through
What a day lies ahead, step the mast
Full speed ahead, sheet home
Overwhelm the lamplight
Let it shudder on the wall
Make shadows on the wall
That I don’t notice
A graying little man
Is sitting by me at the stern
And holding my peace firm
In a sleeping lotus
He says I’m looking heavy
With the weight of self-discord
That before I even know
I’ll be headed overboard
From one corner of my mouth
The other choking a cigar
I say this is who we are
Yeah man this is who we are
And I go sheet home

Lyrics by Y. Sheremetieff

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from Anyways, released October 7, 2013

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Ryan Hoeve / Andrei Poukhovski /
Yvan Sheremetieff

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