I'm looking out into the ocean   This boy in a boat that I am   Through the haze I can catch a glimpse   Of the damage that's been done   Miles like minutes they pass as I row   And I count them in my head   Further and further I seem to go   From the home that I once made   I raise the anchor, raise these tired hands   And no direction and my pockets full of sand      I'm over my head      And the first few days of this journey   Friends and strangers came aboard my ship   Until the gifts of their passing   Crowded my quarters with gold   I've got no room for them anymore   For I fear I might go under   My anchor is tangled in weeds down below   As I heed the distant thunder calling me   Raise the question that's in front of me   Clear as the sun I feel through the haze I'll never see      I'm over my head on the crazy ocean   I'm over my head on the stormy sea   I'm over my head with a clear commotion   I'm over my head and it's killing me      I'll raise my bow to the winds that blow   Face the storm face to face as I know   She's banging hard on my cabin door   So I face my fear face to face and what's more   She's in front of me, she's in front of me   But then she's gone for just awhile   And I'm crying      I'm over my head