Wouldn't you like to be
stuck out at sea with me?
No grass or dirt in our sights,
no obligations crowd our nights.

Maybe once the coast is clear
our restlessness will disappear.
The sea will rise and we will stay
above ourselves in every way.

The wind would be our favorite song
the wooden decks a hardwood floor.
Worries are like distant planes in the sky
and the fish deliver me my mail.

The ocean shows its ugly face
as you show me your ugly ways.
Your words are a tidal wave
my head spins like a hurricane.

The wind picks up,
The sails whip round,
I wish my feet were on solid ground.
My bodies pinned against the floor
I cannot take this anymore.

Wouldn't you like to be
sinking to bottom with me?
No sky or stars in our sights,
the ocean floor is blackest night.

Andy McNichol - Piano, Vocals
Hayley McNichol - Vocals
James Doherty - Harmonica, Vocals
Michael Beebe - Acoustic Guitar


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