It's just a matter of luck sometimes Just a matter of what you find You can't help what's been done And you said before you're going this time Who's to say that you're insane Well I'm sure it could be true I guess there's no one else to blame For what your head is telling you And the sun shines down on the sugar maple I see them wanderin' round I can see it in your eyes It ain't no different in your town You disguise it to survive Build yourself a sailboat