A Jigsaw Letters From The Boatman
Well I’ve been losing the keys of my doors,
Well I’ve been forgetting the secrets
And the violin lingers like a bell
that won’t surrender to silence
Letters from the boatman that I have kept
The floor is covered with lies where I’ve laid
And the wind that fled with us
He will never dance with them
Oh my failure will be so grand
Letters from the boatman that I have kept
Letters from the boatman that I have kept
