The Boatman

acoustic original about my late mother, a victim of heroin overdose.

The Boatman

She has kind words, which she kindly throws.
Western sky eyes, temperment of stone.
So why to aspire so low...?
Caught off by the boatmans disown.
Now she sails to the afterlife...
her life in tow.

But not before she's grown
Had a taste of zeppelin rock and roll
Would've been to woodstock
but her first child was born.

So why is she the words to the song,
misguided by hopeless situation.

Bridge:
Cause I will drive so long
She knows some day this will end wrong
I will find, find her song, cause she has a song.
That she writes.

She found a man with which to mold.
Did not know that she would be undersold.
He had chose the bottle and he chose to drink,
far from slow.
Stay out late come home when he chose.

So why to decide on white gold,
priceless to those, with distance from hope.
Vessel collapsed not unlike her own,
and she wails at the pale moonlight, tears in her eyes.
She's not all right, she's not all right, she's not all right, she is not all right.

Cause I know, that I wont
put down the tool

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[xVictoria1988]

stumbled upon this looking for Pearl Jam stuff. Glad I found it, this is great. I love your guitar work.