Rowing Stoned from Blood & Bone by Can You Canoe

My goodness sake, is this to be my fate?
Obtuse or know-all, a recluse or a vagabond
It sometimes seems like an endless road
And I've been driving way too slow

Once more down on my knees
What I want before the things I need
I hope I find a little in-between
And it don't take long

My goodness sake, to have and eat my cake
I've pulled my weight, and held fast for another day
It sometimes seems like an endless road
And I don't know which way I'm going

I've lost track on time, beggin' for another shoe to shine
When's it gonna be I get mine
Hope it don't take long
Don't you take too long
Don't you come too late

My goodness sake, would I've had bones they'd shake
So mystic, so cryptic, blink once you might miss it
With one foot across the great divide
To get a little taste of the divine

I was waiting for the moss to grow
Down by the river in the shallows
You know one day that stone is bound to roll
Hope it don't come soon
Don't you come too soon
Don't you come too soon
Don't you come too...

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