We sailed away on a winter's day
With fate as malleable as clay
But ships are fallible, 
I sayAnd the nautical, like all things, fades and 
ICan recall our caravel:
A little wicker beetle shell
With four fine maste and lateen sails
Its bearings on 
Cair Paravel
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be the ones to've seen
The sight of bridges and balloons
Makes calm canaries irritable
They caw and claw all afternoon "
Catenaries and dirigibles
Brace and buoy the living-room
A loom of metal, warp woof wimble"
And a thimblesworth of milky moon
Can touch hearts larger than a thimble
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
To be the ones to've seen
Oh my love
Oh it was a funny little thing
It was a funny funny little thing