Not Moving

I was drifting 'round, I was feeling like wood
 And I see that it was stuck with every change of my mood
 I can see the shores, but the distance was fixed
 No matter how much I steer toward the beaches I missed
 Ahhh ahhhahh x4
 Ohh how we, stand still though we, like to think that we're moving
 I was hitting the reefs, I was twirling around
 I was just like the leaves, I was bound for the ground
 I could see the lighthouse but the light was the sun
 It was then that I knew what it was that I'd done
 I had followed a map that I didn't write
 I was set on a course that wasn't right
 I had taken all the easy turns
 But uncomplishment is a feeling that you have to earn
 Oh how we, stand still though we, like to think that we're moving x2