My father told me son,
A good man is strong enough to run.
He was a wooden row,
As silent as a scarecrow
He was.
With time we grew apart
He spent his life making maps and disappearing.
Calm down I know it's late,
I'll be back in a couple days
Read this letter if my trip's delayed
Then just go on with your life.
It read we are, we are all lost.
Days passed without a sign
I found a bottle with a map inside
And followed it far off the breakers.
I sat there and watched the gulls
Fall into the salt below
I never thought so much about leaving.
Sorry but I've got to go
Told my mother I'd come back home
Once I found a reason.
Calm down I know it's late,
I'll be back in a couple days
Read this letter if my trip's delayed
Then just go on with your life.