This Old Blue World

I'm a stranger here
Nobody knows me
Or what I've done
If I go back now
I lose it all
Turn in my tail and run
We carve out our own love

If I built a ship
Anywhere I could take it
To the wide open seas
And with fair weather
And stars to guide
Wind in our sails
We'd carve out our own world

Water water all around
Do you ever go out?
Do you know who you are down here?
It's a matter of sand
It's the grit and the friction man
Takes the weight of an ocean
At the bottom of a dangerous world
To make a pearl
To make a pearl
To make a pearl
To make a pearl

So here at the end
At the end of this old blue world
At the edge of the map
There's no going back
We've been here before
Stood at these doors
What are we waiting for?
We carve out our own lives



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Dyer
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