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Growing pains licking at my bones
Don't let the soul escape
My psyche seeking solace in uncommon ways
Taking steps like a rosary bead
Each by each
Another

Three sisters
Came to me last night
Last night
They said, "There's a boat
On the shore
A gas lantern and one oar
For your trip
Go home

I was on my way
And then I couldn't find my way
Slipped away on my own
I saw what she had never shown

Jenny Mae led the way and Gwendolyn sang

Games that you play, stuck in your lies
Fake when you say that you'll love me for life
Push me away, you're runnin' to hide
Then come back my way

give way
Give it an underside, flatten the clay so the
Horrified panicking people can’t hide
Give me a boat and an oar and I promise
I’ll row and row

I kneel by the steam
My cuts and abrasions I clean
I peer at reflection in water
And reflect on what I gleaned
With a gleam, in my smile, as I bleed

to mystery
And if we dare to follow the myth
What we unearth, we must persist
Each of those words
Brushed like silk by my ears
I grasp at the thought
That just

I'm drunk on the big island
Body stuck in a rut back in Edina
Dinner, teatime, brunch in a seaside hut
With my luck they might defile, trust

This Is Tomorrow

Bryan Ferry

The Platinum Collection

2004

hearin´s
Sweet to my ear
This is tomorrow´s callin´
Wishin` you were here
Layin´ in my hotel bedroom
Feelin´ ceilin´ blues

A long, long way from home
Life is pouring out of me
Soon I will be gone

I tilt my head to the side
And think of those back home
I see the river rushing by

Pleasures of the Harbor

Phil Ochs

20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Phil Ochs

2002

at the oars
   G#7              C#m
Or staring from the rail
        E -A         B7
And the sea bids farewell
             G#m
She waves in swells

have told my story

I try to resist
But the images keep coming through
So many years
Still, I'm defenceless

The house by the lake
His hands

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

the way that my flow bores
And leave your ears up shit creek without a funk oar

Now certified wise gotta hold o ya
We got the whole lot o cop and magnolia

time to cross the North Sea First I must break free We could ask Constantine  I'm needed elsewhere \""No way! My troops I cannot spare.\"" This seems

not clear as it's drawn out to be
(It's so unclear)
I might stick my hand in the smoldering pot
And get deep burnt red
If you claw your way out from

sense lacks permanence 
Please grow up self assured, and never hide who you are my beautiful girl
As I drift further away from the shore
Without an oar

down
And show us all the sense in your trial
Not gonna stand in your way
till your eyes shift right out of my haze
I’ve been bred to stray
Doesn’t mean

Once on a cold and misty morn
Pushed off my boat from the shore
No destination in mind
Oars kept choppy, beating time

Kept thinking I could find

He's bound up by his arms and legs
With no way out but memory
A prisoner on this wayward sea
He sings a lonely melody

Oh my oh my oh my oh my
This

It’s a short flight away like a wings on a wyvern
Growth cut short see the snow drop from the iced fern
yeah sipping strong then my mind turns
less

that's all right with me

Cause we could make love by the light of the stars
And even though I broke the oars we'll eventually get to shore some way
But

Nothing could be feena than to be in Carolina in the morning
Nothing could be sweeter than my sweety when I meat her in the Morning
Where The morning

leaders, forced to forge my own path
Cast off by father and cherubs with a stone heart
Who thought of me as damaged goods
Rest assured, I've patterned up

Float me away on a river
I'll make my way
Back home and then
You'll seal your fate with the devil
When you see me once again

I've escaped death