Marking Time

Sat in my hands, sat in almost everything I own
Birds wheeling high in the sky knowing which way to fly, which way to go

Well I'm standing here
Just looking at the sea
Trying to wonder whether this shit's for me not at all
No one wants to change it

Oo woh, so many people, so many people may sit around and moan
But you'll not, you'll not,
you're not gonna find it very far away from home

I've been looking in
Trying to realise
Wondering if there's something I could comprimise or not at all
But nobody really wants to change it

Call me anything
Call me a fool
Call me what you want but oh man just stay cool, stay cool, stay cool, woh

I'm sat here
Trying memorize
wondering whether, wondering whether to realise or not at all
But nobody really wants to weather the change

So many people sit and ask me why
But I just keep hold on to the seasons until the day I die

Sat down here
Trying realise
If it's really worth it or whether I should make up
to the skies above if we know at all