Here you're sitting with your head in your hands
Holding back tears so the car ride goes unquestioned.
And you wait for the pillow, and four walls unlit
'Til you drain yourself fast asleep.
I'll ride prescriptions and then get to fishing
Into the dreams that can be turned into screen plays.
One more run through the moon and the sun,
But I'll still remain here unchanged.. like pain.
It always hurts the same.
So sailor set sail, and let God send a gale
So you can get the fuck out of here.
And write to your friends, and tie up loose ends
And say, "yes sir, I'm ready to die."
You're drunk off your ass with the skyline a blur
Screaming.."To die will be an awfully great adventure."
One more run through the moon and the sun,
But I'll still remain here unchanged.. like pain.
It always hurts the same.
So sailor set sail, and let God send a gale
So you can get the fuck out of here.