Jack M. Senff - Watershed

Scattered ash on a basement floor/
Wasn’t feeling good about the work anymore
In my own way the spirit had broke
I was laughed out of jokes
I was heading for a watershed
But I didn’t know what it meant
I followed blind & called it belief
The errand making fool out of me

Oh can you believe!
Crossed a river/wound up in the sea
No, I couldn’t tell
The sun coming down
Like gold thrown in a wishing well

So I turned my tail for the north wood
Headfirst into the watershed
Still didn’t know what it meant
I follow blind & call it belief
The errand makes a fool out of me

Written by:
Jack Senff

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