Another Wounded Sailor

See these eyes are they the eyes of a child
Who’s seen too much? Who knows too much?
Who feels too much?
And see these tears are they the tears of another heart?
Of another wounded sailor, sail across the sea
Bring your boat come carry me
Carry me away

Look at my smile, is it the smile of a fool
Who sees what shouldn’t be seen?
Who hears what shouldn’t be heard?
And hear my voice is it so full of emotion?
If feelings couldn’t be felt
Snowflakes wouldn’t melt

Are these the actions of a child?
Do I speak these words in anger or pride?
Am I petty? Am I cruel?
Am I out of my depth in this paddling pool?
Am I stupid? Am I sad?
Do I really hate what makes you feel glad?
What makes you feel free?
What makes you feel so free?

Am I too deep for you? Am I too real for you?
Well I’m sorry I’m the one to bring you down onto this earth
I’m I too tired for you? Too alive for you?
I know I really cared for you, but did I ever really care for me?

Does she give you a smile when I brought you a tear?
Does she lighten your load when I only amplified your fear?
Does she fill the void that I started to dig?
Does she make you feel better? Make you feel big?

Well I’m happy for you, I really am
Open your eyes and see this smile upon my face
And I’m so happy for you, I really am
I guess that’s what I’m meant to say, but
Did someone put these tears down my cheek

The lump in my throat

The faltering beat

My trembling voice is just due to the heat

Am I too deep for you? Am I too real for you?
Well I’m sorry I’m the one to bring you down onto this earth
Am I too tired for you? Too alive for you?
I know I really cared for you, but did I?
Did I ever really care for me?

Rachel Studley © 2002