Slipping Through My Fist Lyrics - David Wilcox

I have drifted down a ways along the shoreline 

I just watched these ropes give way where they were tied 

I could have reached out quick 

When the ropes first slipped, if I had tried 

But I was wondering where the wind was trying to take me 

Overnight, if I never did resist 

What strange breezes make a sailor want to let 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 

I guess I'm wondering where the river's trying to take me 

Overnight, if I never did resist 

What strange breezes make a sailor want to, let 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 wondering where this place is trying to take me 

Overnight, if I never did resist 

What strange breezes make a sailor want to, let it come to this 

With lines untied, slipping through my fist 

With lines untied, slipping through my fist