How far is it go? Is it me or is your face in the water? My head will explode if I try to hold my breath any longer. Mapped out? I don't know, I was acting on an impulse, like your mother.
Sea sick on a rope, all the jokes that I keep making and forgetting Here's one that I know, but I've lost the punch line two years ago Friend says to a foe, I'm just acting on an impulse like your brother.
I wish that I could just make up my mind What a brilliant lullaby that you and I can finally write
I wish that I could just make up my mind To tie this anchor tight, and tell the world goodbye.