If I Had a Boat - James Vincent McMorrow

Golden, golden, golden river run

To the East then drop beneath the sun

And as the moon lies low and overhead

We’re lost

Burn slow, burning up the back wall

Long roads, where the city meets the sky

Most days, most days stay the sole same

Please stay, for this fear it will not die

If i had a boat, I would sail to you

Hold you in my arms, ask you to be true

Once I had a dream, it died long before

Now I’m pointed north, hoping for the shore

Down low, down amongst the thorn rows

Weeds grow, through the lillies and the vine

Birds play, try to find their own way

Soft clay, on your feet and under mine

If i had a boat, I would sail to you

Hold you in my arms, ask you to be true

Once I had a dream, it died long before

Now I’m pointed north, hoping for the shore

Splitting at the seams

Heaving at the brace

Sheets all billowing

The breaking of the day

Sea is not my friend

Seasons they conspire

Still i choose to swim

Slip beneath the tide

Once I had a dream

Once I had a hope

That was yesterday

Not so long ago

This is not the end

This is just the world

Such a foolish thing

Such an honest girl

If I had a boat, I would sail to you

Hold you in my arms, ask you to be true

Once I had a dream, it died long before

Now I’m pointed north, hoping for the shore