I used to turn a phrase then burn the page The winds caught the embers and carried away The things I’m not allowed to say And as the fires rage I spiral in shame So where my hopes and daydreams used to hang They sunk a little lower and wasted away Now looking back at my own face Peekin’ out of the ripples and through the waves As we watched before it all wash ashore How life could be so plain Without one last inch a-fallin’ Where’s the rain? Hey hey Always one boat short with no witty retort to come save us all In the end it’ll take a pen Our common ground While we drown, Oh Take the helm as I write myself into the bottom bargain basement shelf Now looking back I built myself a cage And all these years later I’m walking away I’m moving on with just this song In a broken tape deck that only replays And as I watched the coastline fade from sight I laughed at the metaphor of my whole life The world’s my own depression light My words became my curse I could never rewrite