an unwilling sailor adrift from Artic waters
as the water gets warmer my iceberg gets smaller
as he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear
as the flames get nearer, his thoughts gets clearer
A blue white polar bear arrives at the end
diverting his attention, his feelings froze over
im only a runaway A W O L, at the logical start
not present at the present, overboard with limited future
and im standing alone still getting a thrill
while the ship is afloat hes losing his boat