Life Boat Blues

A personal take on the most zen song in any language!
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You cannot be what I want, only yourself,
A dream alive and breathing,
And tears of best intentions.

In the dark stream of this moment,
We row past all that has gone before.

We’re getting better,
Together, with confidence,
Drink, fancy thoughts without end.

For missing each other’s immensity,
For mixing past betrayals with present,
I’m sorry, you’re sorry.
Thou art that, and so am I.

Our molecules have mixed.
We’ve done this, we’ve made a story,
And two worlds have changed,
And can’t go back to what they were.

Nude bohemian afternoons:
Dylan, Mozart, bubble bath, toast.
Merrily merrily merrily merrily, life is but . . .

Last call ends the oral biography hour.
We gamble on eternity, go under, rise.

I cannot be what you want, only myself,
A dream alive and breathing,
And tears of best intentions.