Come...appreciation.

Come.

“Come. Come aboard.” said the Admiral to the crew. “Pheromone, is a steady ride even in waters as high as we are expecting today.” The firmest of men, named, “Papa,” manned the sails as Pheromone and her passengers glided into the sunny day and open “Space.”
Near noon the wind persisted without resistance and scattered “Dark,” clouds. The “Race,” to shore was determined. The climax of the waves refused to fall, and Pheromones sails were broken and cut “Loose!.”
The sea was deep and she sunk “Solo.”
And at night in his bed as he laid there reminiscing, He says to himself….”I wish I could… “Letitgo.” T

I love the whole album.
Thanks Prince.

Listening to it now.

It should be..He said to himself. I often don't proofread...a terrible mistake 4 a writer.