I’d rather be sailing, yes, I would,
On an open sea.
I’d stand at the railing, if I could,
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face,
The water’s incredibly blue.
And I’d rather be sailing, yes, I’d wanna go sail,
And then come home to you.
— excerpt from “I’d Rather Be Sailing” from “A New Brain”
