And everyone's just looking for
That little bit of something
Just to get them through 'til Christmas
And into the New Year
And I am just another weary Christopher Columbus
I'm sailing this blue ocean with my head held high
And all these currents are leading me astray
Taking me away from the places that I am seeking
And all these currents are leading me astray
Because I am just a drop
Amongst the waves we are making
And everyone now and then
I stop and think about the future
And I listen very closely for slice of reason
It’s hidden in my headphones
And If I turn them up loud enough
I can hear all the ugliness and beauty inside
And all those lyrics were lying anyway
Those sinking ships
Were safely moored in Botany Bay
And all those lyrics were lying anyway
The city lights faded when the morning came
And I don't know where you are from
But my God I would like to know
And the blood in my capillaries
Is flowing with a vigour
That I haven't felt for years now
And I'm enjoying it again
Hunting oxygen that dances
Through the streets unprotected
I am part of every moment I am every fingerprint
And all those voices were keeping me away
Telling me that I will never be what I can be
And all those voices were keeping me away
But I'm learning not to listen
To anything that they say
And I don't know where you are from
But my God I would like to know
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