I am just another fish
Caught up in the crashing surf
I try to keep on swimming
Try hard to prove my worth
Too easy to give it up
Let myself be washed away
I will save that for tomorrow
If I am beaten by today
Like clockwork, tides will change
For better or for worse
Too high, the tides feel strange
Too low, they feel a curse
Others swim beside me
Some fair far better than I
All hoping that they break free
Catch a break and catch the tide
Spent a lifetime under waves
Drowned more than my fair share
Will the water will be my grave
Or will I get that breath of air
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
I am just another fish
Caught up in the crashing surf
I try to keep on swimming
Try hard to prove my worth
Too easy to give it up
Let myself be washed away
I will save that for tomorrow
If I am beaten by today
Like clockwork, tides will change
For better or for worse
Too high, the tides feel strange
Too low, they feel a curse
Others swim beside me
Some fair far better than I
All hoping that they break free
Catch a break and catch the tide
Spent a lifetime under waves
Drowned more than my fair share
Will the water will be my grave
Or will I get that breath of air
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