burn slow, burning up the back wall long roads, where the city meets the sky most days, most days stay the sole same please stay, for this fear it will not die
if i had a boat, i would sail to you hold u in my arms, ask you to be true once i had a dream, it died long before now i’m pointed north, hoping for the shore
down low, down amongst the thorn rows weeds grow, through the lillies and the vine birds play, try to find their own way soft clay, on your feet and under mine
if i had a boat, i would sail to you hold u in my arms, ask you to be true once i had a dream, it died long before now i’m pointed north, hoping for the shore
breaking at the seams heaving at the brace sheets all billowing the breaking of the day sea is not my friend seasons they conspire still i choose to swim slip beneath the tide
once i had a dream once i had a hope that was yesterday not so long ago this is not the end this is just the world such a foolish thing such an honest girl
if i had a boat, i would sail to you hold u in my arms, ask you to be true once i had a dream, it died long before now i’m pointed north, hoping for the shore