waiting for my ship to come i m afraid it may have sunk waiting our whole lives for apple pie then demand another slice at least i ve got a good degree what s that even mean english lit s essentially horseshit taught me to rhyme like an idiot if you can t do then teach or keep staring out to sea i m done pining for a silver lining beneath the shadow of my doubt a rain cloud is a rain cloud i put away my divining rod it simply wasn t panning out still my thoughts they tend to drift i m afflicted with what ifs what if i had married and had kids what if i still did and when i think my ship might land i write until my hand cramps i write of the titanic swallowed whole stuck in poseidon s throat go ahead and wish upon a star but do you have to wish so hard i m done pining for a silver lining beneath the shadow of my doubt a rain cloud is a rain cloud i put away my divining rod it simply wasn t panning out no more dancing around or exotic fancies it s aiding and abetting well a daydream s just a day dream what if my ship s still at sea what if rain clouds have silver linings 