I Made A Deal With The Devil

I Know I Should Be Leaving This Climate, I've Got A Verse, But Can't Rhyme It.

There Will Always Be Those Who Feel More Comfortable Not Venturing From The Warmth Of The Hearth, But There Are Those Who Prefer To Look Out The Window And Wonder What Is Beyond The Horizon.

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.

Places I've Lived Since Then Had To Have Some Kind Of Uniqueness And Character About Them. And Logically Key West, And Then Down Island. So, All Of That Stuff Sort Of Had It's Roots In New Orleans And Went Crazy.

We're Just Recycled History Machines, Cavemen In Faded Blue Jeans.