The Pyle Inside

The merciless waves

Pound my little boat

As it tosses and turns

In the rough and rampant sea

The wind tears at my sail

Making me spin, spin spin

But I stay in my little, little boat

The one thing that keeps me from drowning

In the vicious storm

I weather the storm with my faithful boat

And as the storm dies

I give thanks to my strong, resilient little ship

The Storm Rider