Ocean from Hickster by Bourbon Sprawl

I’m hungry, tired, I hardly know why
feel like I’m tossed around in a storm’s eye
You tow me in circles for days at a time,
since we left harbor, I’ve followed behind

Sometimes I don’t see land for days,
just a glimpse of your stern in the waves

I know you’re no stranger to the rocks underneath
yet still you court danger and steal away from me
I spy like a crow the horizon all around
I’ll travel the ocean, in case you go down

And though we won’t see land for days
I’ll find you there in the waves
And then one day, I’ll cut this line and float away
empty sea all around watch my sails raise
And then I won’t see land for days,
not even your stern in the waves
I’m hungry, tired, I hardly know why
feel like I’m tossed around in a storm’s eye
You towed me in circles for days at a time,
But now I’ve left harbor, I’ve left you behind

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