born under a rock,
but I was born under the moon
And I know that doesn't make me special,
but my mother said I have potential
An d I know that doesn't make me special,
either way
But when I push off of the dock,
I can feel the ocean starting to move
And something underneath the surface,
telling me I found my purpose
Something underneath the surface,
to help me along
But if I make it far enough,
I'll finish where I started from
Like my jelly,
sailing to the edge of the earth
I'll be coming back around
Oh, like my jelly,
sailing to the edge of the earth
When I come back around
I look up to all of the stars,
over open water, deeper than blue
And somehow I got lost thinking,
and mentally I started sinking
But somehow I'm not sure that
thinking will bail me out
And if I make it far enough,
I'll finish where I started from
Like
Magellan, sailing to the edge here
I'll be coming back around, whoa
Like
Magellan, sailing to the edge here
And when I come back around, I am gonna kiss the ground,
thankful that the world is round, after all.
Someone has to be the first,
after I'm gone. I'm usually afraid of
God, this works.
So if you make it far enough,
I'll finish where I started from
Like
Magellan,
sailing to the edge of the earth
I'll be coming back around, whoa
Like
Magellan, sailing to
the edge of the earth
When I come back around,
I am gonna kiss the crown
Be thankful that the world is round,
after all
I was not born under a rock
But now I sail under the moon
And somewhere over the horizon
I know that the sun is shining
Somewhere over the horizon, either way