Sailing The Veil-Boat Songtext
von Half-handed Cloud

Belly, what a waste
And eating all in haste,
Not knowing that it′s laced:
Poison that I can't taste.
We hoped the tasty frees,
"Please guide us where we please", Not seeing that he sees,
We′re really pulled on skis.
Then savior front door,
Knock-knock open wide,
Despite being poor,
We're rich as his bride.


Danger to us,
No more dangerous,
He fashioned a sail made out of the veil.
So now I'm his bride,
But then so is my wife,
And daily to abide,
He keeps us on the ride