DOWN

On the day that she left
The sky was clear and blue
A cool wind was blowing
Up from Galveston
From this old porch swing
I watched her in silence
Going around
And around
Going down

When a cat’s in a room
That’s filled up with rockers
Though she senses danger
She makes not a sound
Things are moving fast
Yet she misses nothing
Going around
And around
Going down

A boat in the desert
Won’t make you a sailor
An ocean of whiskey
Is no place to drown
I’ve been a pilgrim
But lately I’m sinking
Going around
And around
Going down