Island Sailor

All the while I sink
before I end up in the drink
I'm dreaming
or reaching destinations
there are no hesitations in the mind
there's no real thing I have to find

I'm floating on an island made of sea
each continent an ocean
I'll meet eventualy

At the time I sail
before I start to fail
because I don't know the way
when all the sky's just gray
I can't see a star
to tell me just how far
the shores are away from here
in all the doldrum silence
I can never hear

Floating on an island made of golden
sunshine sand
when lady grayness moves
away her hand
Floating in a land of neverending sea
I just don't know the way
to otherwise be.

At the time I sail
just before I fail
I'm floating like an island sailor
who's not used to sea.