The Passing of the Boats

My father He once said to me
"Son, if you're stranded out at sea
And three boats come to rescue thee
Then you must choose a boat

"For if three boats you have denied
In Heaven you may not deride
The Lord, for son, He did provide
It was you who chose no boat"

It was you who chose no boat

JJ was my oldest friend
Unsunk inside our wombs we met
And side-by-side we slept and fed
And no one spoke of boats

That stone into that sea he heaved
Won't be by God nor me retrieved
I can't reverse last New Year's Eve
Nor grant a man more boats

Every night I count to ten
Hold my breath and count again
I'm trying to find that moment when
A man can choose no boat

And every night I see it all
That which I wish not to recall
His shadow hanging on the wall
And I with all my boats

A man must choose his boat



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony William Wallace, Benjamin Hackman
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