Galleon
GALLEON
Some time I feel like a galleon out in the stormy sea.
Lost and alone.
Then I remember:
You can't sail all by your own, if you're a galleon.
So, if I'm a galleon, there will be always someone at the helm to guide my through the storms.
There will always be someone to heave and strike my sails.
Even someone to clean up my planks.
So I have to thank my captain and his crew.
And to try my best to bring them save a shore.
