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I wrote a song back in 2011 called “Rain Man”, about a figure, like Noah
building an ark. So where that one leaves off this one begins, but then changes direction, as it is about building new ideas and thinking in an obscure local boatyard
where everyone is welcome.
It’s a bit of a fantasy, where, money, language or division has no meaning.
I’m building this boat cause it’s raining.
I’m building this boat cause I’m mad.
At least, that’s what they’d like to call me.
It’s the best job that I’ve ever had.
I’m working with friends and relations.
All nations are working down here.
It’s the strangest old boatyard that you’ve ever seen.
For the boats we are building
Are so bloody weird.
There’s many a colour around me.
There’s many a language I’ve heard.
They hammer and bang, they saw and they weld
But there’s nothing they make that’s absurd.
For no one is bustin’ for money.
No one is grabbing for power.
For the boats we are building are so strange and new.
Have you seen the time, it’s nearly the hour.
And no one’s a slave in this boatyard
For no one is purchasing fear.
Protection can run for the shadows.
We’ve a new manifesto this year.
All women and men are equal.
All islanders under one sun.
The S.S. Sectarian broke on these rocks.
And her crew, well their race
Is so nearly run.
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