The canoe has a hole in it
Still we took it out so far
And travelled all the coves
No one is in the houses
Only buzzards flying above us
Time is owned by the trees
I didn’t know what I was doing
Driven by an undercurrent of should’as
And burdening financial fear
Come and bail me out
Roll me up and drop me over
Let me go where I am asleep
What’s a pirate’s treasure
Hidden in the ancient rocks
Of a seabed of petrification
What’s it say for you to do
Give me back my money
Shut the door turning your eyes away
I say I love you. I love you
What’s that mean? What does it?
Getting shoved into the water wheel
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