From the recording Tall Ships
Lyrics
The earth is an island in a big black sea
A home for all sailors and spices and me
Shipwrecked and lonely, we watch helplessly
As the stars ride the curve of infinity
Filling my pockets with pieces of string
I bought a mansion just to sit in the swing
And rock to and fro, wordlessly singing
On the arm of an oak
In the bosom of Spring
Maybe Delilah thought it was worth it
She said, 'I just didn't like that long hair'
And maybe Icarus thought it was worth it
Just seeing the world from up there
He said, 'Life ain't a round-trip ticket
At best it's a license to fly
I could've instead
Made a nice feather bed
And in it, just curl up
And die
If Delilah had only adjusted
She might've saved a temple or two
And if Icarus had used tacks
Instead of that wax
He might've lived to tell folks that he flew
But life ain't a round-trip ticket
At best it's a ticket to ride
You see lots of things
When you spread your wings
And you live with your eyes open wide
Life ain't a round-trip ticket
At best it's a hell of a ride
You may not get as far
As touching the stars
But they sure look pretty at night