Of all the blessed intervals that defined ourselves as one    I may remember only the last, as it's the interval you won    I’ve thought about it and I just don't know    (don't know quite where to go)    I’ve been trying to relax, but can't remember how    (a bit of rest is what I need now)    I’ve been a sailor, but a sailor who has never left his land    who's trued to occupy an unstable mind with    ridiculous daydreams now come the testing times    where I dip my small toe in though the deepest waters freeze    if I jump in I’ll be free I’m all along    and that's just as well    (Without you facts do tell)    fond whispers of unfound secrets    I still can’t hear them so pray tell    I can't accept it    (I’m a beached sailor)    cause I don't understand it    (I’m a beached sailor)    I’m lying stranded    (I’m a beached sailor)    like a beached sailor