David Wilcox - Slipping Through My Fist Lyrics
from Underneath..............................................I have drifted down a ways along the shoreline,I just watched these ropes give waywhere they were tied.I could have reached out quick when the ropes first slipped, if I had tried,but I was wonderingwhere the wind was trying to take meovernight, if I never did resist, andwhat strange breezes make a sailor want tolet it come to this,with lines untied, slipping through my fist.It is downhill all the way to the ocean,so of course the river always wants to flow.The river's been here longer,it's older and stronger and knows where to go,and I was wondering where the river'strying to take meovernight, if I never did resist, andwhat strange breezes make a sailor want tolet it come to this,with lines untied, slipping through my fist.This is where I played as a baby.This is where I ran as a child.This is where my dad took the last breath he had,and smiled.I guess I'm wonderingwhere this place is trying to take meovernight, if I never did resist, andwhat strange breezes make a sailor want tolet it come to this,with lines untied, slipping through my fist...............................................
