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lyrics
Well, they’re leaving now, and it’s hard to stay abreast
when I’m floating on the verge.
It’s dark and deep beneath my feet,
and the water just goes down.
I am small boat taking on water
with no man to row across her;
I’m waiting out the waves.
I wish that an island would come to save me,
rock me gently like a baby -
I need something firm to rest against.
Well, a blind heart can’t see the end of the ocean,
and a sick doesn’t care if she can see.
My own heart doesn’t have the strength to get there
unless you revive me.
(endlessness, passionlessness
fear of never getting somewhere
dispossess the spirit of sadness
love makes nothing of the distance)
I am small boat taking on water
with no man to row across her;
I’m waiting out the waves.
I wish that an island would come to save me,
rock me gently like a baby -
I need something firm to rest against.
it's such a beautiful album of grieving and loss and acceptance. it speaks to a particular kind of grief -- not a grieving of one who is lost, but the grieving for one who is still present and still causing pain. i love the last song most because while it could end in pain, or end with the narrators decision to permanently push this person out of their life and that would be justified, it doesn't. instead, it offers something. what is offered? acceptance. hope. and a chance for redemption janmisha