Guy with the driftwood skin
Always float away when the tide rolls in
And all the birds that could fit in the pit of your arms
Would nest in your trunk
On the highest seas
A haggard voice spilling bubbles beneath the surface
Propels the little bird to another shore
Where it flies up with the lamb to join a bigger nest

And one day they'll lose bouyancy
and drift down to the bottom of the sea
Where the birds sing

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Guy with Driftwood Skin song meanings
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