I used to be a sailor.

I used to be a sailor

Who sailed across the seas
But now I'm just an island
Since they took my boat away from me

I don't like being stationary
I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea
I sit and rot behind these padded walls
Hoping one day they'll fall
And set me free

He wrote his epitaph
He wrote his eulogy
It said "I think that I can die now
For my true love won't come for me"

Set me free.

(tracy chapman, pic taken at Antwerpen)