BOATS OF LIFE/BAALBERITH LINE



I should've laid it all on the line
And let them know that they were running out of time
I should've never let them say those things about me



Standing out on that old Baalberith Line
Watching the lies of the ages
Sink into the sands of time
I've watched the plot unfold
On the stage of history
I've been around for 6,000 years
But you never told the truth about me



Boats of life that we all ride on
Until we're one with the horizon
Always chasing some far shore
That we can't see
Rehearse your curse
Your current slander
Kill the goose
And rape the gander
You know you only see what's in your own fancy



I should've never trusted fate
I should've pulled out before it got too late
I should've never let them keep the tapes in Waco



Standing out on that old Baalberith line
Watching the lies of the ages
Seep into the sands of time
My skeleton key unlocks all your secret histories
I've lived and died a thousand times
But you never tell the truth about me



Boats of life that we all ride on
Until we're one with the horizon
Always seeking some far shore
That we can't see
Rehearse your curse
Your current slander
Rape the goose
And rape the gander
You know you only see what's in your own fancy



Everybody stalks the sunset
Everybody gets their feet wet
It doesn't matter if you sink or swim
Everybody scans the shoreline
Everybody sees the grapevines
It doesn't matter if you look at him



And maybe I'm lost
Maybe I'm adrift in a canyon
About to crash on the side of a mountain
Maybe I should guide my ship by the light in your eyes
Maybe there's a cove up ahead
And there the skies are not so leaden
But when I lose my way
I always look to the skies



I should've seen God in her eyes
I should've never believed their lies
I should've died in 1989



Standing out on that old Baalberith Line
Watching the lies of the ages
Sink into the sands of time
I've lived and died a thousand times
On the pages of your history
But no matter what form I take
You never tell the truth about me



Boats of life that we all ride on
Until we're one with the horizon
Always chasing some far shore
That we can't see
Rehearse your curse
Your current slander
Rape the goose
And kill the gander
You know you only see what's in your own fancy



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