Lost Boat

How would you tell a story of a lost boat?
How would you?

These emotions crying on my blue trees
This flute playing melody in my ears
My heart beating like a green boat
On the verge of a sleeping waterfall
Pedalling hard in search of dry land

I’ve become a trader in my waking dream
Hyper-reality for reality, pleasure for joy
Where abouts did I loose my green boat?
My boat sailing without a sailor on the
Surface of the orange horizon of sunset
Where I lost my boat in exchange of the
Blue trees of desire and conditional love