On The Floe

Thin White Rope

Compositor: Guy Kyser

There is a bar where everyone I know
We talk about osme things we don't begin to know
We're smart enough to realize we got no business here
But not smart enough to rise above our bitterness and fear

There is a bridge they're afraid to complete
Creatures walk on it wearing ruts with their feet
That long-ago someone has broken their hearts
They watch without seeing as we exit the bar

Seems to me we are stranded on the floe
Watching distant shorelines as we go

There is a song so hard to steer
I thought it would capsize in bitterness and fear
I look to the sky when I'm tired of the sea
Constellations are moving, they're useless to me

And it seems we've been stranded on the floe
Watching distant shorelines as we go