Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere
Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter
Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole
All the small boats on the water going nowhere
[Verse 2]
Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail
Feel the night is made of rocks
The stagnant mass
[Verse 3]
Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail
Break free from the stagnant things
Left in obscurity there
In obscurity
[Verse 4]
All the faces with their eyes closed giving a smile
Weightless like a body that would vacate to its own light
Is it true that none of these contented happy faces
Will not ever hear a cry
Won't hear a cry
[Verse 5]
Is it true that none of these contented happy faces
Will not ever hear a cry
Filled with love not with desire
Love not desire
[Verse 6]
All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere
Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter
Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole
All the small boats on the water going nowhere
[Verse 7]
Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail
Break free from the stagnant things
Left in obscurity
Written by: Laetitia Sadier, Tim Gane
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