Lost In The Ocean 

8.3 billion swimmers’ man and I’m going through the motions lost in the ocean 

Send out a flare I need to find love and devotion 

Can I get a connection, can I get a connection 

Maybe you can show me how 

With so many people here how am I so damn lonely 

Trying to just connect  

But it’s so damn hard when your waves just get lost in the ocean 

Floating on my back wherever the current takes me 

Just damn exhausted 

Singing can I just get a connection 

Cause there’s too many damn people here to be so damn lonely 

Need somebody else 

Other just me, myself, and I 

Need somebody to share this life with 

My patience is waning  

Is this struggle of mine entertaining 

My plaintive pleading 

Feels like I’m a cosmic joke and I’m the only one not laughing 

Too tired to swim so I just float along in this supposed ocean of connection 

Cast adrift nothing and no one to anchor me is what I think 

But that’s not true there are a few and I hold tight to most of them and loose to some 

But still, I’m adrift just looking for that essential connection 

Looking for that someone to spend my life with and grow old with 


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  1. I didn’t find my person until 50. He was 51. His parents were married 46 years. He wanted what they had. We’ll never reach that anniversary but we’re definitely growing old together. We’re both very late bloomers.

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