Fish to Flight
What can I do, when you are a thousand leagues under the sea, from me?
I'm barely treading water, wringing my hair out, for everyone to see.
You speak, I hear nothing but the oceans vast roar.
Keep your extended sighs to yourself and stop throwing the blame in my bucket.
To clean up the mess, your sure you're not making of things.
These are terrible times, to be deciding that I am a chore.
I'm sketching out pictures of my road, not really leading to but more, just away.
I'm tired of speaking, when nothing is really said.
I'm not holding your head under water, just so you can grow up.
You own numbers above me, just learn to deal with it.
I dance to the tune, I've been playing to keep myself from choking on a scream.
We are sewing a blanket, but it just suffocates me.
What can I do, when your thousand of leagues, out of my sea.
Let's try to comprehend, I'm more lost when you're trying to give me directions.
Times are looking murky, in the still watered sea.
These are terrible times to be deciding that I am some chore.
Keep your fishing rod at home, your hands at your sides.
I've already emptied it out, this Goddess goes dry.
Find some other watering hole, to die that dramatic death in, dinosaur.
I'll wring out these feathers, so I can finally take flight.
I'll be going back home, just as soon as I find it.
Yes, the silence was sad and so is the strength that's behind it.
Wheel won't stop turning, you just keep struggling to turn it back.
Well, I can't keep watching, since I'm walking away now.
I'm barely treading water, wringing my hair out, for everyone to see.
You speak, I hear nothing but the oceans vast roar.
Keep your extended sighs to yourself and stop throwing the blame in my bucket.
To clean up the mess, your sure you're not making of things.
These are terrible times, to be deciding that I am a chore.
I'm sketching out pictures of my road, not really leading to but more, just away.
I'm tired of speaking, when nothing is really said.
I'm not holding your head under water, just so you can grow up.
You own numbers above me, just learn to deal with it.
I dance to the tune, I've been playing to keep myself from choking on a scream.
We are sewing a blanket, but it just suffocates me.
What can I do, when your thousand of leagues, out of my sea.
Let's try to comprehend, I'm more lost when you're trying to give me directions.
Times are looking murky, in the still watered sea.
These are terrible times to be deciding that I am some chore.
Keep your fishing rod at home, your hands at your sides.
I've already emptied it out, this Goddess goes dry.
Find some other watering hole, to die that dramatic death in, dinosaur.
I'll wring out these feathers, so I can finally take flight.
I'll be going back home, just as soon as I find it.
Yes, the silence was sad and so is the strength that's behind it.
Wheel won't stop turning, you just keep struggling to turn it back.
Well, I can't keep watching, since I'm walking away now.