No Classification

I cannot classify what's dead and what's alive Drifting amongst the clouds, the settings always nice I've been here before, dear, while mind pays me a low Only a lonely ship fleeting like this home I cannot recognize what's wrong and what is right Where do my optics lie, and settings on this high I've been here before, dear, while mind pays me a low Only a lonely ship fleeting like this home Only a lonely ship fleeting like this home