Steve Kilbey Seasick
Starboard and port
Comes creeping in the mist
I'm lost in thought
Lost in the thought of this
Seasick
Seasick
The lovers flowing in
The traffic comes and goes
I'm hanging in this web
You would never suppose
Seasick
Seasick
Stern and bow
Up and down
Side to side
And around
Seasick
Seasick
The seasons fluctuate
Rivers rise and dwindle
Mouths fly past late
The inches never kindle
Seasick
Seasick
Seeeaaasick
