W W W e, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon

W w W w W the tops of the seas, that would pull us down to the depths

W W W and crush us flat if given half a chance. no need

WWW WWW to look back to pictures of lost, when all was rust.

we, we will skim across the surface of the mud as if we're-

spinning pebbles oh, in our yacht dance oh, in our yacht dance

we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of the

seas, made of people stained with scorn who never see the

light of real love. no need to look back through diaries of lost

now turned to dust. we, we will skate across the surface of the

storm as if we're wheeling sea-birds. oh, in our yacht dance

oh, in our yacht dance. and how they'll be jealous of both of

us! in our yacht dance.

we, we will dance like tiny boats with cotton sails upon the tops of

the seas, that would pull us down to the depths and crush us flat if

given half a chance. no need to look back to pictures of lost,

when all was we, we will skim across the surface of the

mud as if we're spinning pebbles. oh, in our yacht dance oh,

in our yacht dance.



andy - lead vocal, acoustic and amplified acoustic guitars, anklung.

colin - fretless bass. dave - nylon - strung spanish guitar

terry - drums, percussion, drum synthesizer composed by a. partridge