Highwater

There's a hole in my boat
But nothin's forever
So if my skip don't float like it done
When I was young
I'll throw the highwater mark up on the roof
And just just take off back the way that I come

There's a hole in my boat
It's a matter of hours
Send me flowers sink me flowers tied to a stone
But oh the highwater mark up on the roof
Don't ya take it off

It's hard to be kind
On this boat of mine
Out of every single one of us
I can't relate to no one
Impossible un-possible not happening

Sometimes the beautiful starlight
Feels like a sad setting sun
My journey's only begun
My journey's only begun

There's a hole in my boat