old blue chair

Lyrics

there's a blue rocking chair, sitting in the sand, weathered by the storms and well oiled hands, it sways back and forth with the help of the winds, seems to always be there,like an old trusted friend, i've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs, looked at my life where it's going, where it's gone, i've seen the world through a bus windshield, but nothing compares, to the way that i see it, to the way that i see it, to the way that i see it when i sit in that old blue chair, from that chair i've caught a few fish and some rays, and i've watched boats sail in and out of cinnamon bay, i let go of a lover that took a piece of my heart, i prayed many times for forgiveness and a brand new start, i've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs, looked at my life where it's going, where it's gone, i've seen the world through a bus windshield, but nothing compares, to the way that i see it, to the way that i see it, to the way that i see it when i sit in, that old blue chair, that chair was my bed one new year's night, when i passed out from too much cruzan and diet, and woke up to a hundred mosquito bites, i swear got 'em all sitting right there, in that old blue chair, there's a blue rocking chair, sittin' in the sand, weathered by the storms and well oiled hands