i got another dream docking in at a nine to five berth
inside my head,
clocking in before procrastination’s shift starts
to swoop in and waste the day,
add one more to our fleet of manic picture dream boats,
cloud our ardour with panic, mixing it up
still i’ve gotta, still i’m gonna
make it out okay
i will make it out okay
for you and me, we’ll
make it out okay
navigate the harbor of our crowded brains
just gotta cut through triplicate red tape,
we will make it out okay
you and me i swear
i talk a big game, wish my tongue had a
silver lining ‘stead of being silver-coated
i capsize myself, on shoals and rip tides
that i could have, should have, might have avoided
add one more to the fleet of panic picture dream boats,
cloud my harbor with passion, i’m mixing it up
still i’ve gotta, still i’m gonna
make it out okay
i will make it out okay
for you and me, we’ll
make it out okay
navigate the harbor of our crowded brains
just gotta cut through triplicate red tape,
we will make it out okay
you and me i swear