Slipping Through My Fist-David Wilcox

[ti:Slipping Through My Fist] [ar:David Wilcox] [al:Underneath] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Slipping Through My Fist - David Wilcox [00:26.73]I have drifted down a ways along the shoreline [00:33.30]I just watched these ropes give way [00:36.42]Where they were tied [00:39.30] [00:40.67]I could have reached out quick when the ropes first slipped if I had tried [00:49.55] [00:52.86]But I was wondering [00:55.18]Where the wind was trying to take me [00:59.68]Overnight if I never did resist and [01:06.86]What strange breezes make a sailor want to [01:11.93]Let it come to this [01:16.36] [01:19.67]With lines untied slipping through my fist [01:33.92] [01:39.10]It is downhill all the way to the ocean [01:45.48]So of course the river always wants to flow [01:51.23] [01:52.30]The river＇s been here longer [01:55.30]It＇s older and stronger and knows where to go [02:04.10] [02:04.86]And I was wondering where the river＇s [02:08.17]Trying to take me [02:11.61]Overnight if I never did resist and [02:18.67]What strange breezes make a sailor want to [02:23.05]Let it come to this [02:27.04] [02:30.98]With lines untied slipping through my fist [02:40.98] [03:04.78]This is where I played as a baby [03:09.21] [03:11.03]This is where I ran as a child [03:15.53] [03:17.41]This is where my dad took the last breath he had [03:23.66]And smiled [03:26.59] [03:29.47]I guess I＇m wondering [03:30.91]Where this place is trying to take me [03:35.85]Overnight if I never did resist and [03:42.86]What strange breezes make a sailor want to [03:47.42]Let it come to this [03:51.35] [03:55.11]With lines untied slipping through my fist [04:05.36] [04:07.66]With lines untied slipping through my fist