Seasick

I spend my mornings
Tied to the moorings
Some call it boring
But I think it's nice
Despite my devotion
Stuck in the middle of the ocean
Aimlessly floating
For most of my life

Staying still like this
Back then would make me feel seasick
Staying here like this
Back then would make me feel seasick

You saw me in magazines
Chasing some else's dreams
Big yellow submarine
Now I'm chasing mine
I peeked out my periscope
And I spied a little boat
You threw me down some ropes
Said I'll be aright

Staying still like this
Back then would make me feel seasick
Staying here like this
Back then would make me feel seasick

My missile and mission
Was to learn to listen
Spend more time fishing
And just live my life
There's nowhere I'd rather
Drink tea in the harbor
Watch the horizon
And cast out my line

Staying still like this
Back then would make me feel seasick
Staying here like this
Back then would make me feel seasick

I spend my mornings
Tied to the moorings
Some call it boring
But I think it's nice