Chapter 9 We're not sailing on the same ocean

We're not sailing on the same ocean We're not sailing on the same ocean Even though it looks like the sea. The decks are heavy in wood and iron, There is sand and cement in the cargo hold, I'm stuck in the water, move slowly, Lying sideways in the gale, Howling in the mist. You sail on a paper boat, Your dreams are full of blue sails, How gentle the wind is, how gentle the water is.