[The Shins - Girl Sailor]
You’ve made it through the direst of straits alright
Can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting?
You haven’t changed an ounce in my eyes
And I cannot lecture you
Does anything I say seem relevant at all?
You’ve been at the helm since you were just five
While I cannot claim to be more than a passenger
But, you’ve won one too many fights
Wearing all of your clothes at the same time
Let the good times end tonight
Oh girl, sail her, don’t sink her