Bull-Rush

In a momentary lapse of my condition

Sent me tumbling down into a deep despair

Lost and dazed so I had no real recollection

Until the rain cleared the air

When you wake to find that everything has left you

And the clothes you wear belong to someone else

See your shadow chasing off towards the shore line

Drifting into emptiness

There are bull-rushes outside my window

And their leaves whisper words in the breeze

Well, tomorrow I'll walk to the harbor

Catch the first boat that's coming in

I'll catch the first boat that's coming in

Like a child too small to reach the front door handle

Maybe just too scared to know what I would find

Now I feel I'm strong enough to take the slow ride

Not knowing when I will arrive

Hey, there are bull-rushes outside my window

And their leaves whisper words in the breeze

And tomorrow I'll walk to the harbor

Catch the first boat that's coming in

I'll catch the first boat that's coming in

I do believe I'm going home

'Cause I don't call this place my own

I'm missing what I had, happy times and sad

More than I ever thought could be

Not knowing when I will arrive

Hey, there are bull-rushes outside my window

And their leaves whisper words in the breeze

Well, tomorrow I'll walk to the harbor

Catch the first boat that's coming in

I'll catch the first boat that's coming in

I'll catch the first boat that's coming in

First boat that's coming in, first boat that's coming in

First boat that's coming in