I Don't Get Tired Of

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.

We're Weird Roman Candles Burning Bright At Both Ends. At The End Of The Road's Where This Story Begins. Where The Green Of The Gulf Meets The Blue Of The Sea. What Makes It All Happen Is Still A Mystery To Me. But Those Crazy Days And Those Crazy Ways, We Never Want To Undo. We'll Be Together, Now And Forever.

Fun Is About As Good A Habit As There Is.

You Know, As A Writer, I'm More Of A Listener Than A Writer, Cuz If I Hear Something I Will Write It Down.

I Got A Pbs Mind In An Mtv World.