A fish pitched up by an angry sea
I gasped on land, then I became me
A product of the sun coughed up on the beach
In black chinos cut off below the knees
With a salt parched throat I struggled to talk
To lone angler positioned on a rugged old dock
Lost in a bucket of worms with mad slack on the reel
No other concerns but a meal
As if, ah ha, what is to be will be
And no cares of ours can arrest the decree
Of this outlaw cyclone, my feet lost feeling
And brushstrokes of madness encompassed the ceiling
The sheriff rose up from the dirt so I split
He fired mad shots but I didn't get hit
I hopped off the dock and swam passed the reef
Back to the coral abode where I can sleep
Oh yeah, all right
Oh my, what a wonderful spot
When you're lost in a chasm of thought
Well, my mind's a marble on the deck of a ship
In the Bermuda Triangle when a wicked storm hits
One day I'm gonna slip n' slide off of the plank
And then they'll hit the off switch on my oxygen tank
'Til I'm out of my element, seemingly unconscious
Down in the well again, dreaming as my thoughts sink
Deeper and deeper and deeper into the bucket of worms
I got no concerns
My mind, my soul and my body
We all feel the same
Yeah, we all feel the same
Yeah, we all feel alright
Oh yeah, alright
Oh my, what a wonderful spot
When your lost in a chasm of thought
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip