It really makes me just sit and think. It helps me through days when I think negatively as well. There was an error. General Comment btw way I am pretty sure it's "I was never home I was never here All these thoughts came back Of you this time of year. General Comment "when will you settle down? No Replies Log in to reply. Rate These Lyrics.

Log in now to add this track to your mixtape! We do not have any tags for My Will Is Good lyrics. Why not add your own? Log in to add a tag. More Port O'Brien Lyrics. Lyrics Love Me Through Lyrics. SongMeanings is a place for discussion and discovery. User does not exist. Incorrect Password. Remember Me. It's a lifesaver tied tight to the end of a frayed rope with sharp slivers jutting out from its entire surface, shooting into our needy palms like shocks and carnivores.

It's a deception that applies to two of his most picked upon subjects the hearts displacement or distrust and the great big oceans as well as to a personal demeanor that always seems as if it's just come off of a lengthy vacation or just started on one. It's cool and calm and dry across the forehead not a worry line or a care to weight him down. It's as deceiving as it gets, for the man of such slinky blond hair easily tossed and easily hanging and the properly wined air is as turbulent as a storm-charged body of water.

The lead singer of California band Port OBrien hides his insecurities and worries well in daily interactions, and pretends they arent there alive and ugly when hes just sitting around in leisurely recline, but theyre there and responsible for the emotional and moving content that he packs into his bands albums.

Isnt one of the most awesome and scary thoughts something like, How am I going to go? Whats going to finally be the thing thats going to destroy me and end all of my facilities?

It's as if this cryptic and indecipherable question is exactly what haunts their halls and makes the bumps in the night that keep their eyes bloodshot and alert, or half alert. It's almost like Pierszalowski is throwing these darts out there, in the cold darkness of a night, like hes lost on one of those endless seas that hes been intimate with since his youth working the fishing boats in the summer.

It's a different world the one that you can look out upon when youre on-board a ship in the middle of an undulating and skiddish body of water, rippling and snorting its distaste and restlessness as there is no land in sight.