[Verse 1]
My canoe lies on the water
Evening holds the bones of day
The sun like gold dust slips away
[Verse 2]
One by one antique stars
Herald the arrival of
Their pale protectress moon
[Verse 3]
Ragged branches vibrate
Strummed by winds from o'er the hill
Singing tales of ancient days
[Verse 4]
Far and silent lightning
Stirs the cauldron of the sky
I turn my bow toward the shore
[Pre-Chorus]
As we grow out of stones
On and on and on
So we'll all go to bones
On and on for many a year
My canoe lies on the water
Evening holds the bones of day
The sun like gold dust slips away
[Verse 2]
One by one antique stars
Herald the arrival of
Their pale protectress moon
[Verse 3]
Ragged branches vibrate
Strummed by winds from o'er the hill
Singing tales of ancient days
[Verse 4]
Far and silent lightning
Stirs the cauldron of the sky
I turn my bow toward the shore
[Pre-Chorus]
As we grow out of stones
On and on and on
So we'll all go to bones
On and on for many a year
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