Sinking Ship

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Sinking ship-
How long can you hold still?
Your illness spills against my face
Sinking ship-
How long can you hold still?
Oh, can't you feel the coming waves?
A perfect Sunday portrait of my 
mother painting horses all alone
Of lovers and of leaves still 
believing they are free to come and 
go
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Sinking ship-
How long can you hold still?
Your illness is all that you are
A portrait of my father as a baby 
sleeping underneath the stars
A small pill of forgiveness I am 
giving to myself
It's what I need
A small gift of fulfillment I am 
hoping you will open and receive
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Sinking ship-
How long can you hold still?
Your illness fills this empty room
A portrait of your lover softly 
drowning in the water
A perfect Sunday portrait of my 
mother sending signals through the 
drum
A portrait of my sadness finding 
shelter in the safety of my home
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