Mountain Goats, The. Leaving Home. Zeneszám

we gathered up our worldly goods

stole off in the dark as quickly as we could

you were quieting the baby down

when we came to the dock on the outskirts of town



and looking back we saw china shrinking to the size of a coin

and then we saw water everywhere



when we climbed on board

they tied our things together with electrical cord

and then we set sail

as we held on tight to the cold iron rail

and I apologize but I don't know what I love more

you next to me there or the receding shore



we stood there in the cold

and the baby was six months old

we were passing him back and forth

when a cold familiar wind came down from the north



and looking back we saw china shrinking to the size of a coin

and then we saw water everywhere