Track byRichard Palmer-James/John Wetton
When the morning came I was the only one alive In the boat that floated from the good ship Enterprise That ship had led a spiral path Down to her birth in drifting sands And I was left upon the waves With sea-dew chill upon my hands When the morning came I tried To look into my dead friends' eyes But mist accompanied the dawn And made them look so pale and wise We sat together, up together, down together With the rolling swell And there for once out in the boat I knew That all my empty childhood days My lusty home so far away The moralising of my kin The shelter of the world within Had led to this unsteady stage Before an audience of dead men Conceit was all I knew before And lost upon the shifting seas With no concern for little things Conceit was all that could remain I was their sole inheritor In the bottom of the boat Lying gazing at the sky Perhaps I was about to die.