I had the ship but it went down In Orange my hometown It went down hard and so did I Who tried and failed to die An unsuccessful suicide And when I was the captain of The ship I thought that love Above all kept it from the rocks But bankers changed the locks To shut me out from my inside So I went to the madhouse then Was shut outside again Where I have been since then to be Homeless for poetry Out of the womb from room to room I had the ship but it went down And when it did I cried The tears that I had saved for then Wish I had now but in This desert afterlife have dried I lost the ship that cost my mind Before but not behind And here I am in spite of me Gone mad one free to be When now is then again I find Does the house always win? You bet I did and what it cost Was finding everything I lost Still unsuccessful yet The ship will not let me forget And the ship is waiting now To take me home somehow +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII