There once was a time when it was a crime
To wander far from our circle back in our prime
But lately ive watched as its slowly changed my mind
The laughter and good will are so hard to find
This boat is sinking its worst then before
So ive started thinking of swimming to shore
Retire from the crew the tongue wagging to
I will just hang a sine on the door
Rainclouds are forming my halo has gone
I find myself coping just hanging on
Promotion and depresion have taken my freinds
I hope that there happy and thats how it ends
This boat is sinking its worst then before
So ive started thinking of rowing to shore
Retire from the team go live my own dream
I cant walk on egg shells no more
The ground is moving from under my feet
Confusion amongst the lies and deceit
Should i rock the boat and head for the beach
Practice what you preach only then can you teach
This boat is sinking its worst then before
So ive started thinking of swimming to shore
Retire from the crew
The rat race to
I will just hang a sine on the door
