When I wake up, I feel like an island
Another day, another lie
And I long so much for your mainland
And the teeming shores I've long since left behind
I have a dream that I stand by the slips of your towering ships
They never go my way
You were never one to mind your halo
And when I see you, you're sailing again on a westerly wind
That never blows my way
How am I supposed make it when I'm stranded in the ocean?
When I wake up, I feel like a dying man
And all my life's a length of rope
Every inch of me frays and I'm knotted
From the strain of years spent holding onto hope
And, somewhere they never bothered to go, we stood battered and lonely
Screaming, “Look my way!”
You were never one to cry and wait, though
You were never one to cry and wait, though
So should I beg for a mystical sign to make up for the time I know I've thrown away
How was I supposed to find you when I'm stranded in the ocean?
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