Standard (EADGBE)
// x 2
We have a rule on this boat
No ones allowed to talk about
Their families or the lives they lived before
They say its bad for morale,
To keep sending out unanswered mail
We just sing the kind of songs
That help you pull the oars
// x 2
But folded close to my chest
// x 2
Its been so long now
Im not
sure
You werent a dream
Or something from a book
I confused for a memory
Of a woman who would wait for me
And keep a candle lit
All through the years
// x 4
Did I tell you about my wife
And infant son
Who we hadnt yet named at the time I left
and whod now be twenty one
Family so far behind
from where this current runs
All thats left all thats left is
the bone of my brain soaked in the blinding sun
// x 2
The other men have ridiculed me
And Ive brained a few of them
For their gall
But the truth is I feel shameful
For the woman I defend
Is a face that I can
no longer recall
// x 10 (?)
I thought of you once
I thought of you twice
And the thought got stuck
Like a rock in the pipe
For every passing thing
A little bit collects
So my love became
A mineral precipitate
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
I might never see you again
But Ill always have what I became
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
This bodys made of ropes
Rubbed weak and frayed
Where they rubbed up on the side
pon the side of my brain
Like an oyster makes a pearl
With pressure and spit
Peel away the flesh and
Theres the cherry pit
Carve it into scrimshaw
From a hobby kit
For all the times I said your name
This is what I get
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
All thats left
All thats left
Is the bone of my brain
All thats left
All thats left
All thats left
All thats left
All thats left--
Final Part:
I find myself outside an unfamiliar house
As the snow swirls round my knees
An old woman comes and answers the door
I can tell she does not recognize me
Old woman can you recall twenty years before
Your brazen young lover said he was just going to the store
And you waited for him on the hill overlooking the seashore
Old woman, Im your lover, finally back from tour.