Transatlantic

I never wanted it to end
This m/s can roll and is built by steal that bends
Under a million star sky
The bow wind brought more than tears to my eyes
And we all have ways of dealing with this pace
Now the nights are simply transports for the days
I’m transatlantic
Goodbye to you fair Canada
The St Lawrence slowly fades beneath my sleep
And like a thousand burning hells
I will cleanse my soul with mid-atlantic swells
And one can get addicted to this pace
Sometimes it seems like it’s all about getting away
I’m transatlantic