You Sail On - Rivulets

Dirt under my

Fingernails

Warm wind blows in

Your sails

But you can’t take off

You’re still docked

Broken-hearted

I miss you

Though we part

I’ll still be true

You sail on

You sail on

You sail on

You sail on

Turn over from

Sleeping pills

Wake up in white

Hospitals

And you can’t take off

Now you’re stuck

Broken-hearted

I miss you

Though we part

I’ll still be true

You sail on

You sail on

You sail on

You sail on

And you’re not gonna call

You’re not gonna write me

Except for little notes on

Forwarded mail

Notes I will read and re-read

Notes I will read and re-read