An unwilling sailor adrift from Arctic waters
As the water gets warmer, my iceberg gets smallerAs he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear
As the flames get nearer, his thoughts get clearerA blue-white polar bear arrives at the end
Diverting his attention, his feelings froze overI'm only a runaway AWOL at the logical start
Not present in the present, overboard with limited futureAnd I'm standing alone, still getting a thrill
While the ship is afloat, he's losing his boat
