Shells sink, dreams float. Life's good on our boat.
There's damsels in distress out there, and we got all this beer.
And there's that one particular harbor Sheltered from the wind Where the children play on the shore each day And all are safe within...
Some of it's magic and some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way.
If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.
[Writing] is edit, edit, edit. It's almost like getting a boat ready to go to sea. You've still got a countless number of things left to fix, but you've just got to go, "O.K., everybody get on the boat. We're going, ready or not."