Sedentary Motion
Fighting fears of living a futile existence
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PRE-CHORUS
Sedentary motion.
I'm a bottom feeder in this vast ocean.
VERSE 1
In a world of problem solving,
We must take action to survive.
With the steps I'm taking, I'm still living.
But I don't feel like I'm alive.
I can see all my goals in the distance.
And at them I want to lunge.
But that's an impossible feat.
I've got no arms or feet.
You know I'm just a sponge.
I do not need much to get by.
I'm no different from your average humble gal or guy.
But I hunger for so much more
Than what I'm able to absorb.
Every now and then I take in my surroundings
And wrap a bit of sustenance around me.
But it's only filter feeding
For which I have a knack.
And I've gotta say, I get sicker every day
Of this artificial crap.
Cuz I'm
CHORUS
Stuck to the bottom of the ocean floor.
Way down here I can't grasp what I'm looking for.
Day by day, the world passes me by
And I sit down here and wonder why
I'm cursed to live just to live a lie.
My life's a
PRE-CHORUS
VERSE 2
My body and my mind,
We have opposing views.
My brain tells me, "Hey, let's take on the world!"
My flesh tells me, "Let's just take a snooze."
I think to myself, a new life I could begin
If I could just learn to shed this dead old skin.
This decayed heavy weight that's bringing me down
This lumpy sack of cells that's content upon the ground.
But I'm only a sea creature
Meant to stand in one place.
I could never shed this skin, try as hard as I may.
I wish I could rise above the depths of this cold watery snare.
Though I know that the surface is far out of my reach,
I wish I had the tools to get me there.
But I'm
CHORUS
Sedentary motion.
© Pamela Belitch 2018