Into the Ocean
Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)
Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion...
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Not a very happy song, but it’s been that kind of day. I decided to pick up an extra shift (after Betsey asked) at one of the clubhouses because the girl that regularly works there wanted to spend V-Day with her boyfriend. So, I had to pick the key up in Downtown and no one was in the office, so I had to try and remember where the clubhouse was (somewhere in Waukee) and of course mis-remembered. After a paniced phone call to Bets, and some nervous waiting, I got a call back with directions; I’d been a little off the whole time and would probably not have found it on my own. All told, I spent about 2 hours in the car when it should have been about 50 minutes.
So now, instead of going home, I’m going out to dinner with Betsey and George. I was invited and a part of me feels bad for crashing on their V-day, but not that bad. I’m tired and cranky and I could do to hang out with two of the most amusing people I know; plus at least I get to spend Valentines day with someone I love (even if it is a cousin).
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
the jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)
Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion...
Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down
Let the rain come down
Not a very happy song, but it’s been that kind of day. I decided to pick up an extra shift (after Betsey asked) at one of the clubhouses because the girl that regularly works there wanted to spend V-Day with her boyfriend. So, I had to pick the key up in Downtown and no one was in the office, so I had to try and remember where the clubhouse was (somewhere in Waukee) and of course mis-remembered. After a paniced phone call to Bets, and some nervous waiting, I got a call back with directions; I’d been a little off the whole time and would probably not have found it on my own. All told, I spent about 2 hours in the car when it should have been about 50 minutes.
So now, instead of going home, I’m going out to dinner with Betsey and George. I was invited and a part of me feels bad for crashing on their V-day, but not that bad. I’m tired and cranky and I could do to hang out with two of the most amusing people I know; plus at least I get to spend Valentines day with someone I love (even if it is a cousin).
