Ships in Full Sail

Well I was sittin' by the shore
Watchin' merchant seaman leave
The safety of their harbour
For the open reach of sea
And I reckoned that their life
Was a ruthless one and lonely
And I contemplated only
It was here I'd rather be
So I rose and turned my back upon the sea

And then the metaphor took shape
In my mind a few days later
That the harbour was my history
And the sea a chance for change
That horizon beckoned me
[and when I stroked in that direction]?
I began to realize that it might be within my range
Now I'm out here swimmin' in the waves of change

Now that horizon didn't seem
To be getting any closer
And it made me start to wonder
If it all might be in vain
Then I began to understand
Horizons don't get closer
Rather you extend them further
Every time you make some gains
So I keep on swimmin' in the waves of change
Yes I keep on swimming in the waves of change
Yes I keep on swimmin' in the waves of...
Change