owning no boat
he painted a new name
on the old boat
theres another warrant out
who can keep track of court dates
an old lover will show up
she'll look up from below
with mermaid eyes
later she'll get you drunk
and she'll be drunk too
you'll drive home
drive on home,
feel like a rock
skipping on the road
there are some places
that have no names
tomorrow morning
there will be a line;
a line to wait in
crossing the bridge,
you will see one white sail
between two shades of blue
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