SINGER: Swingin Utters

SONG:Beached Sailor

Off all the blessed intervals that defined ourselves as one i may remember only the last, as it's the interval you won i've thought about it and i just don't know (don't know quite where to go) i've been trying to relax, but can't remember how (a bit of rest is what i need now)
i've been a sailor, but a sailor who has never left his land who's trued to occupy an unstable mind with ridiculous daydreams
now come the testing times where i dip my small toe in though the deepest waters freeze, if i jump in i'll be free i'm all along, and that's just as well (without you facts do tell) fond whispers of unfound secrets, i still cant hear them so pray tell
i can't accept it, (i'm a beached sailor) cause i don't understand it (i'm a beached sailor) i'm lying stranded, (i'm a beached sailor) like a beached sailor