We set sight of her sails. She slipped out of the mist one morning. We stayed well out of view, for fear of spoiling our position. And there were many times when we were sure we¹d lost her forever. But then she¹d appear again, her holds restocked, from out of the mist that first brought her Walk the plank Walk the plank with me Walk the plank Walk the plank with me again I¹m not yet giving in. I¹m only probing all the options. I sense their appetite, the crew await a firm decision. But I play a waiting game. There will be other nights like this one. And then we¹ll cross her bows and take for us what has always been rightfully ours. Walk the plank Walk the plank with me Walk the plank Walk the plank with me again