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Bleeding Time

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They say that we are all
In the same boat
Looking around, I don’t see nobody
But me, myself, and I
Maybe it’s not the same boat
But the very same ocean
If you’re in this ocean too
Then brother, I pity you
Cause things are bad
Real bad

I am lying on the deck
Bleeding out time
Stretched too thin
Squeezed too tight
I wonder when I am 
Bruised and battered
Without an anchor
All we have for sure is time 
I’m watching mine bleed away

Ive been stuck in the same storm
For nigh on six weeks
Tossed and turned and pitched about
Then pitched about again
When it all seemed over
I looked up at the soggy stars
And near as I can tell
I’m stuck right here
I was stuck right here
Where I had began
I hadn’t moved at all
Not one single wave

I am lying on the deck
Bleeding out time
Stretched too thin
Squeezed too tight
I wonder when I am 
Bruised and battered
Without an anchor
All we have for sure is time 
I’m watching mine bleed away

Next, I found myself 
Stuck inside a doldrum
Not a wind, a breeze, or a seagulls fart
To move that sail
I thought I’d be stuck right here
For all eternity
When I looked down
I found I was racing fast
I was moving just as fast as I cold go
Speeding towards the very edge of the map
There is nothing I could do to stop it
Right towards the very edge of the map

I am lying on the deck
Bleeding out time
Stretched too thin
Squeezed too tight
I wonder when I am 
Bruised and battered
Without an anchor
All we have for sure is time 
I’m watching mine bleed away

Up and down on the waves
It’s a natural motion
No matter how steep or severe
It’s something you can always count on
I’ve been plunged right in
In and out and sideways
There is noting natural here at all
Nothing natural on which I can rely

I am lying on the deck
Bleeding out time
Stretched too thin
Squeezed too tight
I wonder when I am 
Bruised and battered
Without an anchor
All we have for sure is time 
I’m watching mine bleed away

Even though we are tossed about
Just trying to hang on
We got no ritual, no routine
No port in that storm
I look up at the sky 
And the stars still shine
And I am confident we’ll find
I am sure that we
We’re gonna find
We will find our way
We’ll find our way
Again