island...
Island
Island I see you in the distance
I feel that your existence
Is not unlike my own
Island they say no man is like you
They say you stand alone
Sometimes I feel that way too
It's the need for love
Heart and soul accompaniment
Seems to make me different from you
Chorus:
Well I tried to book passage, but you have no ports
And I tried to sail in, but your wind and waters
Tore my sails and broke all my oars
Island I see you in the moonlight
Silhouettes of ships in the night
Just make me want that much more
Island I see you in all of my dreams
Maybe someday I'll have the means to reach your distant shores
When the need for love
Heart and soul accompaniment
No longer makes me different from you
Chorus:
Well I tried to build bridges
But they all fell down
And I've taken to the air on wings of silver
But I always hit the ground
Well I tried to book passage, but you have no ports
And I tried to sail in, but your wind and waters
Tore my sails and broke all my oars
Island I see you in the moonlight
Silhouettes of ships in the night
Just make me want that much more
I love this song... Island...it's one of my favorites by Jimmy Buffett. This is another: It's My Job... I can get lost in his work.
It's My Job
In the middle of late last night I was sittin' on a curb
I didn't know what about, but I was feelin' quite disturbed
A street sweeper came whistlin' by, he was bouncin' every step
It seemed strange how good he felt, so I asked him while he swept
Chorus:
He said, "It's my job to be cleaning up this mess
And that's enough reason to go for me
It's my job to be better than the rest
And that makes a day for me."
I got an uncle who owns a bank, he's a self-made millionaire
He never had anyone to love, never had no one to care
He always seemed kinda sad to me and I asked him why that was
And he told me it's because in my contract there's this clause
Chorus:
That says, "It's my job to be worried half to death
And that's the thing people respect in me
It's my job but without it I'd be less
Than what I expect from me."
Now I've been lazy most all my life writin' songs and sleepin' late
And any manual labor I've done was purely by mistake
If street sweepers can smile then I've got no right to feel upset
But sometimes I still forget
'Til the lights go on and the stage is set
And the song hits home and you feel that sweat
Chorus:
It's my job to be different than the rest
And that's enough reason to go for me
It's my job to be better than the rest
And that's a rough break for me
Chorus:
It's my job to be cleaning up this mess
And that's enough reason to go for me
It's my job to be better than the rest
And that makes the day for me
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