Co-dependant's Lament
confinement in the name of love is not my cup of tea.
Although I get to be the stalwart strength which keeps
the vessels free;
The bottom of the ocean's not a groovy place to be.
When I was young I had the dreams of sailing the ocean blue; the playmates of my childhood, they had these visions, too.
We wanted to go sailing to lands so far and wide; to feel the waves beneath our vessels, what a wild ride!
We started on our journey, felt the wind blow in our hair; we laughed and cried, "Ahoy, 'tis great, we've not a single care!"
We turned our faces to the sun, our hearts knew such delight; And greeted twinkling stars above, as day slipped into night.
This fun went on for many days, these times of carefree wonder;
Until the night the storm began, the night we ne're went under.
Out vessel thrashed around and 'round, so helpless on the waves;
I heard the cry, "We need an anchor, if we're to be saved!"
My playmates all went scurrying, they cowed beneath the deck; and called to me, "Please help us, friend, before our vessels wreck!
"We left our homes so unprepared, we were in such a hurry; If you would be our anchor now, our favor you would curry!"
I looked at all my playmates, and my heart was filled with love; for them I'd sit beneath the sea, while they sat up, above.
I jumped into the water, floated to the ocean floor;
I saved the vessel and my mates, but heard from them no more.
The bottom of the ocean's not a groovy place to be;
confinement in the name of love is not my cup of tea.
Although I get to be the stalwart strength which keeps the vessels free; the bottom of the ocean's not a groovy place to be!
Oi!!!
