Ghost Train

I had a woman ship

I took her overseas

She left her hull unlocked

I had to find a dock

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

We didn't use cruel words

To navigate cruel seas

The wind was biting hard

At times I had to scream

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

And when we reached the land

We went aground on the rocks

Became a wreck in the sand

Became a home for a flock

We ventured overland

Fought with the aliens

The young ones used their hands

Pointed the way to a flock

A flock of seagulls

A flock of seagulls

Then we retraced our steps

Rebuilt the woman ship

I took her back up north

I lost her in the fog

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler on the sea

I was a toiler

I was a toiler

I was a toiler

On the sea

On the sea

I was a toiler

I was a toiler

On the sea

I was a toiler

A toiler

A toiler