Small Mercies

Little one, damn, you seem to bounce on through I'll be sitting here mad, whilst nothing bothers you Admit that I enjoy my time here in the blue Guess I'll be stuck in my ways, it appears you always knew Better believe, you're always tripping us And yet you seem to be the one to pick us up I promise I'm no fool to the way you always shine Oh and I'll do my best but I'll grumble from time to time Never been mine, I'm always in the sand Be closin' my eyes, and hoping for the best You always tend to shake me when I'm out at sea Lord I be feeling high when you come and bring me in Mercies, mercies, woah Mercies, mercies, mercies, woah Mercies, mercies, woah Mercies, mercies