I laid on my back in the drunken boat And I watched the tops of pa**ing trees Costumed in craning rubber masks And locust-bitten leaves The clouds beyond they crouched by too But only at half speed And memory drank from the horizon While my eyes dried in the breeze I was fleeing the bleeding festival And the circus on dry land The trial was finally over there And I still had both my hands I had only lifted a loaf of bread But they said I'd stolen someone's child Now my days are spent out in the open While my dreams bounced around the prison yard Salty waves that blend and break Will take me to my home I let go of the rope and cut the anchor A sunburned path of foam and tide On a bed of morning mist Has lured my drunken boat into the water Seabirds flew forward across the sun Wings woven to the gales In a syncronized dance they'd always known Even before they crawled from their shells I asked the boat, "Will you care me Until the wind chews up your sails?" And when the night grew black the gulls attacked And pecked it full of stars I had flowed finally to the sea But I had begun on the longest river Where I watched my life stand still behind me To be eaten by the rain and the kudzu Now I was splashing pa**ed the point Of grief or even hunger And just as I closed my eyes to sleep Lightning cracked the swollen mirror Salty waves that blend and break Will take me to my home I let go of the rope and cut the anchor A sunburned path of foam and tide On a bed of morning mist Has lured my drunken boat into the water I woke up on a drifting plant Shackled to a splinter Faces frowned in the clouds above But a calm followed the disaster I had no water nor any crumbs And I was shaken by my own laughter Why waste time learning to swim When it's how you float that matters? What else can I tell you, friend? Of course, I didn't live My story is an apparition Another sailor's myth But don't let the steadfast earthworm catch you Sleeping on the ground Lay down with the drunken boat Where gold is scattered all around Salty waves that blend and break Will take me to my home I let go of the rope and cut the anchor A sunburned path of foam and tide On a bed of morning mist Has lured my drunken boat into the water