A Raincloud is a Raincloud

Waiting for my ship to come I'm afraid it may have sunk Waiting our whole lives for apple pie Then demand another slice At least I've got a good degree What's that even mean? English lit's essentially horseshit Taught me to rhyme like an idiot If you can't do then teach Or keep staring out to sea I'm done pining for a silver lining Beneath the shadow of my doubt A rain cloud is a rain cloud I put away my divining rod It simply wasn't panning out Still my thoughts, they tend to drift I'm afflicted with what ifs What if I had married and had kids What if I still did And when I think my ship might land I write until my hand cramps I write of the Titanic swallowed whole Stuck in Poseidon's throat Go ahead and wish upon a star But do you have to wish so hard? I'm done pining for a silver lining Beneath the shadow of my doubt A rain cloud is a rain cloud I put away my divining rod It simply wasn't panning out No more dancing around Or exotic fancies It's aiding and abetting, well A daydream's just a day dream What if my ship's still at sea? What if rain clouds have silver linings?