Beached Sailor

Swingin' Utters
Album : ......Streets Of San Francisco......
off all the blessed intervals that defined ourselves as one i may remember only the last, as it's the interval you won i've thought about it and i just don't know (don't know quite where to go) i've been trying to relax, but i can't remember how (a bit of rest is what i need now)
(chorus) i've been a sailor, but a sailor who has never left his land who's tried to occupy an unstable mind with ridiculous daydreams now come the testing times where i dip my small toe in though the deepest waters freeze, if i jump in i'll be free i'm all alone, and that's just as well (Without you facts do tell) fond whispers of unfound secrets, i still can't hear them, so pray tell (chorus) i can't accept it, (i'm a beached sailor) cause i don't understand it (i'm a beached sailor) i'm lying here stranded, (i'm a beached sailor) like a beached sailor (Koski)

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