Aqueous Transmission

Oars freed from their holes long ago.
Lying face up on the floor of my vessel.
I marvel at the stars.
And feel my heart overflow.

Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.

Two weeks without my lover.
Im in this boat alone.
Floating down a river named emotion.
Will I make it back to shore.
Or drift into the unknown.

Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.

Im building an antenna.
Transmissions will be sent when I am through.
Maybe well meet again further down the river.
And share what we both discovered...
Then revel in the view.

Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river .

Further down the river.
And further down the river.
And further down the river.
And further down the river.
And further down the river.