i think this time we shall escape

born to hopeful parents
raised upon bad news
they planned for somethin better
but hes gonna sing the blues

wont you??
just like me
tired and anxious
just like me
lonely and restless
just like me....cursed...and
oh God I know how it hurts
cause you're just like me

our world has got no ocean
and this oceans got no shore
if you dont peel them eyes up quick
you'll miss the only door

cause hes not coming to you
youre the one with wings
head for the horizon
to capture what it brings

stand on your two bare feet
only guess what you will find
he cant wait to rest out on the street
so anxious to see his mind
in action....
in situations.....
you never been...

but this world it has no ocean
and our ocean has no shore
you've never done much prayin
but 'God'...'there must be more'
just more..
or just not here...