A sunken sailboat, you, and I
It's all gone now, just dust and dry
I thought about it once again
I think the stories changed since then
If I remember right you were drunk
Fell right off the curb, your ship sunk
And I told you to act your age
As you proceeded to engage
In the longest conversation
About nothing at all
And when you told me "God is made up"
Well I was wondering if I should be with you for the day
The highways flooded my side of time
The waters come and I like the sound
And I hope the pictures that I found
Follow your memory and drown
