"Tiny Wooden Skiff"

To the song "Yellow Submarine" by The Beatles,
Lyrics by Tanika

In Manhattan, by the lake
We met a man from 'cross the sea
Though it seemed like some mistake
I said those fateful words, "Hey, wait for me!"

So we sailed to Avalon
Where we saved the rookery
Then we hopped back in the skiff
I thought we could go home, thought we were free

We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden skiff, tiny wooden skiff
We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden siriff, tiny wooden skiff

My best friends are all aboard
And the rest of them wait back home
Now we're sailing aimlessly
Not where we want to go, but need to be

We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden skiff, tiny wooden skiff
We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden skiff, tiny wooden skiff

(music continues... sound of waves lapping... the Phoenix flame... Bronx barking and howling.. the roar of an airplane engine... the Banshee's keen... muffled voices: "There, up ahead'..." "We're going to hit it!" "I'm beginning to think this Manhattan we search for is a myth." "Wait a minute. What does he mean, where we *need* to be?"... Goliath's low growl)

Guatemala, London, Prague
Ever onward, through the fog (through the fog!)
One more time (one more time!) we're set adrift (set adrift!)
In our tiny (in our tiny!) wooden skiff (wooden skiff!)

We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden skiff, tiny wooden skiff
We all lived in a tiny wooden skiff
Tiny wooden skiff, tiny wooden skiff

(repeat and fade)