Lyrics

Well I slide through the days Or drink them like water Hope I'll wake up again to a sparrow song... I'm holding myself Waiting and waiting in the belly of a boat Praying for dryland... Well the key that's in question I tied it to the end of a kite-string On a windy day Well, you can have it if you find it But the last time I saw it It was heading north to the mountain-lands And here I am.... Turning in circles Watching the hour hand passing me by... All these saltwater days Until it finally seems like the north star is returning to the night sky To my night sky.... So I made a little room Up on the top shelf And I won't hold that place dog-eared anymore No which is to say Life just goes on dear Which is to say Sometimes I miss you like hell... I'm holding myself Waiting and waiting in the belly of a boat Praying for dryland I'm holding myself Waiting and waiting in the belly of a boat Praying for dryland... I can slide through the days Or drink them like water Hope I'll wake up again To a morning song....