From the recording And Then Some
Lyrics
Music and Lyric by Ross Thompson
Caught the 8.30 train and I
Ran four block to arrive on time
But when I finally got there she said
I was too late to keep our dinner date, so I
simply said this was a dream
Not waving but drowning
Someone somewhere is making up truths
the moon is cheese and there's men on Mars
I see your future up in the stars and
everybody knew that what he said was true and went
sailing off the edge of the world
Not waving but drowning
Not waving but drowning
Not jumping but falling
Not praying just hoping
Not singing but miming
Seems my life's in a watershed
up to my neck and way over my head
My heart it jumps but my feet are lead
Oh, what I'm gonna do to get it through to you that I'm
sailing off the edge of the world
Not waving but drowning
This mirage in front of me
It's not real but I want to believe
instead of what is real 'cause you can
buy a pack of lies in economy size, but the
truth – it seems – is harder to find
Not waving but drowning
Not waving but drowning
Not jumping but falling
Not praying just hoping
Not singing but miming
Not crying but laughing
Not loving just having
Not waving but drowning
It's not what it seems
Not waving but drowning
Discussing Socrates over pork pies
My mom said now he could philosophize
I buy the soap he used to advertise, he's
going to the moon, but in a lead balloon just for sailing off the edge of the world
Yes it was I he confessed
I shot the president stony dead
I also spoke to God collect and
God is on parole, but no one wants to know who's
sailing off the edge of the world
Not waving but drowning
Not waving but drowning
Not jumping but falling
Not praying just hoping
Not singing but miming
Not crying but laughing
Not loving just having
Not waving but drowning
Life's not what it seems
Not waving but drowning
Not waving but drowning