just when you think you've lost it
the barnacles all become the ship
and all that the ocean really is
is the water that leaves your lips


and if you wait long enough for
time to tell you all it has to say...


just when you think you've got a start
the bumper cars have finally gone too far
the sparks that they make are all it takes
for you to think you're really seeing stars


and if you wait long enough for
time to tell you all it has to say...


once i was a boy
shouting to the sea,
"here i am, here i am"
take away my fear so i can finally hear
a thousand marching bands
and poets words i will understand
their pictures and sounds go hand in hand