Sand Dollars

I've been humming a high note Maybe something that I wrote Out sailing in my boat I'm not really sure I'm still singing the same tune I've been kicking around since June All morning and afternoon Now it's all a blur I've been listening to sea shells To hear the stories that they tell Of high times and tide swells That have yet to occur Backsliding down the drain Partially taking all the blame Chasing coins to fill the purse Is it really better or for worse Is it a blessing or a curse To pass the buck Is it a bounty or a bust Is it precious metal or just rust Well it seems it's up to us So wish us luck I kept making a U-turn Ended up with a sunburn But the lesson that I learned Was worth the skin that peeled I climbed so many mountains It's not even worth counting All the drinks in the fountain Before it was revealed Backsliding down the drain Partially taking all the blame From the copper to the kettle The stamen to the petal We watch the value of sand dollars crumble Chasing coins to fill the purse Is it really better or for worse Is it a blessing or a curse To pass the buck Is it a bounty or a bust Is it precious metal or just rust Well it seems it's up to us So wish us luck --- Sand Dollars - 311