Suicide victims stand in a row
They're licking their fingers
But there's no where to go
They're twiching their limbs
But there's no place to rest
Their weary souls tonight
They say this soul is a ghost
They say the soul is a square
They say to see with our hearts
I see a boat in the air
Hey!
I see a boat in the air
I see a boat in the air
They say to see with our hearts
I see a boat in the air
I see you a little
I can't see you at all
I can see with my heart
I see a boat in the air