The Coast Guard

The Coast Guard

Pushing my sails, down the sea of forgetfulness.
I'm not sinking, but I'm sailing.
I'm not sunken, but I'm failing.
There's a riverfull of quails
and I'm close to the rails
in the ship of my fails.
Oh captain, please sound the horn
and take me out of this water, Lukewarm.

There is land somewhere but I cant see.
There's a destination but the compass is wet with me
I don't want land, I don't want sea.
I want to float on safe mediocrity.

I am sailor, ah yes, I am a failure
Like the common wave, I'm tossed by the winds of indecision.
But broadside is the way that leadeth to destruction.

But I know the Master of the Seas
and he knows all of my insecurities.
Knows which way i take and which way i fake.
There is no stagnation.
There is no other reconciliation.
Let the firmament
show his firm ascent
out of this stale flotation.
To a new horizon,
a transfiguration
out of this lost ocean.

You are my coastguard