The Fish Of Little Thoughts

Each morning and night
When my heart and my head hold so tight
Something wants to let go
I fill little boats with my boring thoughts
And float them, go, go, go, go, go
A wind blows them all to
A small quiet island
That's too far to swim
But I will not miss them
Their sails show embarrassing home videos
Go, go, go, go, go, go
A sea-she on each bow sings memory's freakout
Go, go, let them go, something wants to let go
Each morning and night
When my heart and my head hold so tight
Something wants to get gone
I fill a dogsled with my head's hem-and-haws
And mush their cold paws to a frozen dawn
And those good dawgies take me
As far as I can get from me
Go, go, go, go, go, go
It's too far to walk so I will not stop them
Go, go, let them go, something wants to let go