Boats

I’ve been slowly dyin'
To get things back to the way they were.
How you doin'
When you go off to sleep?
(Some «ooooohing»)
I’ve been wrong.
And the rest of my life carried on.
But I can’t let go
to the things that I think that I know.
On my best behavior.
Lickin' my wounds from the night before
What am I doin'
When I crawl back home?
(Some more «oooooohing»)
I’ve been wrong.
And the rest of my life carried on.
But I can’t let go
to the things that I think that I know.
We cast our straws,
Throw our hands in the rain.
For the life that wins better
Will move on with broken way.
(Even more «oooooohing»)
I’ve been wrong.
And the rest of my life carried on.
But I can’t let go
to the things that I think that I know,
to the things that I think that I know
to the things that I think that I know.