Rubbish Ocean
Cathy Davey
I'm not ready, no no
You see my open mouth
And all the words are coming
Just let them tumble out
Where is my home?
Where is my person?
I'm not ready, no no
I'm severed down the middle
And somewhere over the rubbish sea
Is the rest of me
Where is my home?
Where is my person?
And where do I go where I go?
You're just a little bit of ocean
But oh, what a big deal you can bе
Well, I've tried and I'vе tried and I'm trying and I'm tired of trying
Oh, what you doing to me
Come over, come over the rubbish sea
Come on and have me sheltered
I'm getting rained on by a jealous cloud
That's following me where I go