Livingston Taylor & Maggie Taylor

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Hearts were exploding around us

As we drifted south in the bay

The grey up above and the grey down below

Left us with nothing to say.

So we drifted along in the silence

'Til the tickle of life trickled in

And the rhythm began in the hiss of the sand

We were catching fire again.



CHORUS:

Boatman, treatment  I am a river

I am a mountain to the sea

Boatman, pilule  taker and giver

Can you deliver me

And can I forever run free.



We finally caught up to the legends

We were walking side by side

We'd worked up a plan to go out hand in hand

But the long trail wasn't that wide.

The water around us was freezing

We laughed and threw ourselves in

And although we were old, the sting of that cold

Pumped up that feeling, here it is again.



CHORUS



I'm a message in a bottle

Adrift on a deep blue sea

Searching for some distant shore

Waiting for something to be.



No longer afraid of falling

Cut the strings from the sky

We found level ground and set ourselves down

Amazing we all didn't die

We took each day as given

Oh second by second they came

The ice and the sun and the thundering guns

Good God I was finally sane.



CHORUS