Halfway

In my mother's school house
I would sit at the kitchen table
And listen to her teach geometry
She taught me about distance
She taught a lesson about
A boat that is sailing the sea
Trying to get from point A to B.

So the little boat's traveling at full sail
And it's trying to reach the shore
But whenever the boat gets halfway there
There's always halfway more.

You take half of half
And half of that
So on and on and so
In my mother's schoolhouse
There was always half to go
To go.

Little boat, big ocean
I'm the girl with the copper spyglass
Who prays that today she will spot her shore
All at once a lighthouse
All at once through the copper spyglass
A light telling me to lean in on the oar
I start to row.

But before I can get anywhere
From point A to point B
I am at that kitchen table where
I'll always be at sea.

Take half of half
And half of that
No matter where I row.

Little boat, big ocean
Little boat big ocean
With always halfway to go
To go.