In his striped shirt and cargo shorts
Waits in the corner
He sees nothing
He hears nothing
He just stands
Thirsty for the water in his hands
Oh, are those my friends on this boat
Is this my life
Is that Naomi Campbell
What does she search for with those magnifying eyes?
This boat is not me
Now I’ll try and beat my high score in temple run
I wish I could run
Away from this boat
I know where I belong.