All I Ask Is A Tall Ship

When Life Knocks At The Door No One Can Wait, When Death Makes His Arrest We Have To Go.

Off Cape Horn There Are But Two Kinds Of Weather, Neither One Of Them A Pleasant Kind.

Death Opens Unknown Doors. It Is Most Grand To Die.

Heaven To Me's A Fair Blue Stretch Of Sky, Earth's Jest A Dusty Road.

His Face Was Filled With Broken Commandments.