Let Go, Be Still

by Drunken Boat

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released January 25, 2013

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Track Name: So It Goes
So It Goes

She has nothing but time.
She watches the days go by.
Keeps a calendar to not loose track.
But it doesn’t matter which day is which.

Feels lucky she says,
Repeats it all the time.

Memories are like shadows, moving across the wall.
They’re beautiful and she watches them pass
Feeling their tender sweetness.

Feels lucky all the time.

The cat in the window, stretching in the sun
Watching the breeze blowing leaves around your feet
Feeling comfort in silence
That safety net of distance
No preparations
No expectations
No temptations

Sometime it will be winter
The sun loses heat
Watching out, days turn in to one
Where will it leave you?
What have you become?
Look briefly for a new role to play
To be significant in some way.

Feeling light headed,
At this stage it’s just old age…
Track Name: Wake Up
So It Goes


He travelled the world to learn
Til there really was nowhere left to turn
And it was best just to stay quiet
So one day he tried it

Has barely spoken a word since
We put it all down to distance
Like there’s something only he knows
And we just have to figure out how it all goes

Let go he said,
Put activity to bed.
Let go, be still,
Close the door on what you need to

It’s not knowledge you want
It’s a way from the outside in.
Take heed, it wont take long,
You’ll appease something that was wrong.
Track Name: With My Feet On The Ground
With My Feet On The Ground

The drone of the low notes,
Ascending scales; a brief release.
The organ exhales around us,
Sharing its thoughts.

Some notes come from a high down,
Some through the soles of your feet,
As we sail down around.

A tree’s branches in the breeze, the long draws on a violin.
A concrete path, long E minors on a cello.
The spire would be 30 flutes playing out of time.
Each drip of rain on water, a note on a vibraphone.
Track Name: Quiet Hours
With My Feet On The Ground

The drone of the low notes,
Ascending scales; a brief release.
The organ exhales around us,
Sharing its thoughts.

Some notes come from a high down,
Some through the soles of your feet,
As we sail down around.

A tree’s branches in the breeze, the long draws on a violin.
A concrete path, long E minors on a cello.
The spire would be 30 flutes playing out of time.
Each drip of rain on water, a note on a vibraphone.