You were faced with a flight to the industry
Fire and smoke in your home
Your family was there to build bridges
And a lover in sight
A love to get by on
I'm walking alone to the lonely printhouse
It's distant from my house
And it's distant from your house
Thinking of you on a late shift
Praying and eating before morning
And I love all the paper we print on
I take it right down to the brewery
Where springtime and music time are brewing
And he reads it aloud with a brewer's affect
And a lover in sight
A love to get by on
The power lines hum and they hum
Bar room is red and the lights fade down
A blessing of beer and of boot trails
Impossible hope by the bedside
And why am I speaking of this
The good boy drunk drowning in happiness
There's an offside of fortune within me
Passion where passion can be
Like a passion for food or for hockey
And a lover in sight
A love to get by on
My heart dressed in sawdust
A farmhand's desire
A rowboat undefeated by swells
It's a rowboat we've captained so well