Overboard

And I’ve hit an all time low
And can’t climb out
No, I can’t climb out
The light of day is buried
As hard, as hard as I can try I try and see
Try and reach out for a brighter flush horizon
Home, where is home?
Looks like I’ll head to lost and found
And try to find
A restoration, our way out of this mess
Gain back our confidence
Along coming our common sense
In time we’ll all climb out
And I know that the streets are on their way
And I’m not sure if I really care
I guess we had this a long time coming
We already knew so we can’t really care
A sick stomach and a fretting head
I keep saying everything’s ok
I find it easy to laugh at myself
And I could probably stop asking
Home, where is home
Looks like I’ll head to lost and found
And try to find
A restoration, our way out of this mess
Gain back our confidence
Along coming our common sense
In time we’ll all climb out
Have I hit an all time low?
A restoration, our way out of this mess
Gain back our confidence
Along coming our common sense
In time we’ll all climb out