I've Got Sea Legs

I cannot deliver you peace. When there is so much doubt. Oh, I've got sea legs, but I still feel like a drowning wretch. When I ask, are we 'going to go, Dutch? ' And only half a man Listening to all the sirens that have gone before Leaving the bodies of men who can't swim anymore. Drowning to the gills, I'm drowning too under the waves. It doesn't matter if you've got sea legs. When your heart is not on the same periodic table, No lead can't be turned into gold, I've listened to the cosmos in my head. And yet, I'm still not sure if I'm living or dead. When you're directionless, cut eternally adrift. There's-no-easy-way-to-start-over. The world is spinning, and I'm in a riptide. Steering recklessly just ahead, swallowing All manner of brine and blame for being a man who is lost. Oh, I've got sea legs, but I still feel like a blinkered blind wretch. And only half a man Listening to all the sirens singing, we want your soul. It's at the top of our desires. You drown when your dreams are within reach. I cannot deliver you peace. When there is so much doubt in your heart and your head It would help if you conquered these waves. And you know, in truth, you're not destined To be beached, you're not destined for hell. Because, in truth, you're souls buoyant, I swear.