We set sight of her sails. She slipped out of the mist one
morning. We stayed well out of view, for fear of spoiling our
position. And there were many times when we were sure
we¹d lost her forever. But then she¹d appear again, her
holds restocked, from out of the mist that first brought her
Walk the plank
Walk the plank with me
Walk the plank
Walk the plank with me again
I¹m not yet giving in. I¹m only probing all the options.
I sense their appetite, the crew await a firm decision.
But I play a waiting game. There will be other nights
like this one. And then we¹ll cross her bows and take
for us what has always been rightfully ours.
Walk the plank
Walk the plank with me
Walk the plank
Walk the plank with me again

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