Of all the blessed intervals that defined ourselves as one
I may remember only the last, as it's the interval you won
I’ve thought about it and I just don't know
(don't know quite where to go)
I’ve been trying to relax, but can't remember how
(a bit of rest is what I need now)
I’ve been a sailor, but a sailor who has never left his land
who's trued to occupy an unstable mind with
ridiculous daydreams now come the testing times
where I dip my small toe in though the deepest waters freeze
if I jump in I’ll be free I’m all along
and that's just as well
(Without you facts do tell)
fond whispers of unfound secrets
I still can’t hear them so pray tell
I can't accept it
(I’m a beached sailor)
cause I don't understand it
(I’m a beached sailor)
I’m lying stranded
(I’m a beached sailor)
like a beached sailor