story behind the song: you know those times when your playing pool and your mind wanders to at least give you an excuse as to why you are so bad at it, this isn't about that.
Lyrics
thought i'd learn a little about how to sale
through wind and rain and snow
the cost and prophets of a world detailed
in that fashion sense of go
thought i'd take the time to find
and read the words of yore
didn't realize that out of mind
might mean my sights were poor
and forever stretching onwards
past the rivers of the stars
downing truths of bitter darkness
in between shooters of who we are
thought i'd learn a little about how to sail
through sins and reigns of no
masts of dawn and canvassed trails
the morning after clowns are pro
everything i'd ever dreamed of
and many things i thought i'd had
another round of here there's never enough
reasons happiness to sad
as genuine as a new horizon
cutting down the trees of blues
the paradise of all the heavens
parading past the dream of you
as genuine as a new horizon
on this map of where are you
didn't realize that out of time
might mean no delights, no more
cooking sherry or hard to port
helping all the stars on board
as genuine as a new horizon
across the imitation of this now
in servitude of missed conception
of love and you and hearts and vows
