Wash Me Away

When I wake up
Will I find that the diggings of this excavation
Have come to haunt me
We’ll hurry on down the line
Where our minds won’t get caught
Some love that came
And fucked my piece of mind
20 years down the road we’ll grow old and see
That the light of the day was so ordinary
Then my ship set sail from a storm ridden bay
Holy water come and wash, wash me away
Will you wait up
Can you carry my mind as far as you can
Maybe for the weekend
It’s sitting on a lot of dust
Waiting on a good reason
To come back home
I’m beside myself again