The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul The Manhattan Transfer

The man who sailed around his soul
From east to west from pole to pole
With ego as his drunken captain
Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold

The man who walked across his heart
Who took no compass, guide, or chart
To rope and tar his blood congealed when
He found himself revealed ugly and cold

And the sirens that sing
By your nose with it's ring
They'll drag you in for your sins
Now he sits all alone
And there's no place like home
It's empty skin, a bag to keep life's souvenirs in
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailеd around his soul

The man who sailed around his soul
Came back again to find a holе
Where once he thought compassion and the truth
Had laid to warm his freezing carcass on return

The man who walked across his heart
Was doomed to journey to the start
Of every love affair he'd broken
All the lies he'd ever spoken tattooed on his arm