The Sailor s Grave on the Prairie Табы

Feeling like a ship out of the ocean
About to go aground on desert sands
Feeling like an eagle losing motion
Tired of flying, ain't no where to land

Everyday's all the same
Same old ways, never change
Going from the cradle to the grave

I don't think I've ever felt so helpless
Always feeling like my hands are tied
Failure at most everything I've dealt with
Ruining most everything I've tried

Everyday's all the same
Same old ways, never change
Going from the cradle to the grave

And every day's all the same
Same always, never change
Going from the cradle to the grave

Running from my life at every moment
Never having time to catch my breath
Sometimes I wish this crazy race were over
The thought of living scares me half to death

And every day's all the same
Same always, never change
Going from the cradle to the grave