I was doing time on vessel at one time
Screwing 'round and going crazy on their dime
Trying hardest to stay calm and walk the line..
There was nothing I've committed
But as criminal was treated
Doing my time on the vessel at one time..
Had to toe the useless line and lying low
Wasn't ready for that sudden ebb and flow
Fed a spoiled food and line
Pretending I was doing fine
Hoping I can burst my fetters anyhow..
Nothing left but being obstinate and brave
All the given time was competently saved
Dreams of home and ray of light
Were making saddest days bright
That's a story which worth takin' to the grave..
05/25/2020
* вдохновленное фильмом "Переступить черту", про Джони Кэша, посвящённое 70-дневной корабельной изоляции. Исполняется в стиле кантри)