Ship Caught in the Bay

Leaving, but never far enough

like a ship caught in the bay

and what is it we don't do well enough

and well make the fuckers pay

well show each other where it hurts

and clearing up the pieces when your gone

that were constantly afraid.

but the silence always stays

with the hand that rocked the babe

the silences and formlessness is gone

well forgive each other what is done

there's no one we could blame

there's something in the way

and neither side is sure enough to move

were suffering the same

and still for all the wisdom that we've got

And silently we fade..

Buried in the work what never ends

And we walk on.. on..