I Kind of Love These Lyrics...

***Walt Grace's Submarine Test, 1967***- John Mayer

There's so much doubt going on right now. People doubting other people. People doubting me. Me doubting people. Me doubting myself. These lyrics reminds me that YOU JUST HAVE TO KEEP GOING and do your thing, no matter what others say. You, like Walt Grace are in charge of your destiny. You give up, you're going to get nowhere. Keep chugging along, as hard as it may be and you will find your "Tokyo"- something that brings happiness to your life. Something to be proud of.


Walt Grace, desperately hating this whole place
Dreamed to discover a new space and buried himself alive
Inside his basement
Tongue on the side of his face meant
He's working away on displacement
And what it would take to survive
Because when you're done with this world
You know the next is up to you

And his wife told his kids he was crazy
And his friends said he'd fail if he tried
But with the will to work hard and a library card
He took a homemade, fan blade, one-man submarine ride

That morning the sea was mad and I mean it
Waves as big as he'd seen it deep in his dreams at home
From dry land, he rolled it over to wet sand
Closed the hatch up with one hand
And pedaled off alone
Because when you're done with this world
You know the next is up to you

And for once in his life, it was quiet
As he learned how to turn in the tide
And the sky was aflare when he came up for air
In his homemade, fan blade, one-man submarine ride

One evening, when weeks had passed since his leaving
The call she planned on receiving finally made it home
She accepted the news she never expected
The operator connected the call from Tokyo
Because when you're done with this world
You know the next is up to you

Now his friends bring him up when they're drinking
At the bar with his name on the side
And they smile when they can, as they speak of the man
Who took a homemade, fan blade, one-man submarine ride