Waiting for my ship to come
I'm afraid it may have sunk
Waiting our whole lives for apple pie
Then demand another slice
At least I've got a good degree
What's that even mean?
English lit's essentially horsesh**
Taught me to rhyme like an idiot
If you can't do then teach
Or keep staring out to sea
I'm done pining for a silver lining
Beneath the shadow of my doubt
A rain cloud is a rain cloud
I put away my divining rod
It simply wasn't panning out
Still my thoughts, they tend to drift
I'm afflicted with what ifs
What if I had married and had kids
What if I still did
And when I think my ship might land
I write until my hand cramps
I write of the Titanic swallowed whole
Stuck in Poseidon's throat
Go ahead and wish upon a star
But do you have to wish so hard?
I'm done pining for a silver lining
Beneath the shadow of my doubt
A rain cloud is a rain cloud
I put away my divining rod
It simply wasn't panning out
No more dancing around
Or exotic fancies
It's aiding and abetting, well
A daydream's just a day dream
What if my ship's still at sea?
What if rain clouds have silver linings?