[Verse 1: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, steady and strong] Twenty-three feet and a seat and two oars Three thousand miles from the dock to the shores Men at the harbor said a week, maybe two Said she'll be calling for a tow when the weather comes through Two hours on and two hours off, forty days Blisters on the blisters and the sun like a blaze Talking to the dolphins and the flying fish Freeze-dried dinner and a star for a wish [Chorus: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, wailing] Keep the stroke, the shore won't row to me Three thousand miles, just the oars and the sea Blistered hands on the handle, salt in my teeth Keep the stroke, keep the stroke, till the sand's under me [Verse 2: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, harder] Day fifty-two and the swell comes in black Thirty-foot wall and it hits from the back Boat rolls over and I'm under the hull Ocean in my ears like a bell in a skull Harness on my chest is the only thing true Climb it hand over hand till I'm coming through Boat rights itself like it knew I'd be back Oar handle snapped, so I tape it up black Four hundred miles with a crack in my hand Nobody watching, nobody planned [Bridge: Wailing full-range female rock lead, overboard hush, violins alone under her for four bars, then the band crashes back] Under the water where the light don't go Nobody hears me and nobody knows Hand on the harness and I'm pulling to the air Then I break the top and the sky is there [Chorus: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, wailing] Keep the stroke, the shore won't row to me Three thousand miles, just the oars and the sea Blistered hands on the handle, salt in my teeth Keep the stroke, keep the stroke, till the sand's under me [Verse 3: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, all the way up] Day sixty-one and the gulls come out Green on the skyline and I let out a shout Harbor full of boats and the horns going wild Taped-up oar in my hands and I'm grinning like a child Beat the record by a day with a broken blade Stepped onto the sand and my knees just gave Legs like water and I'm laughing in the foam Called the men at the harbor, said I made it on my own [Final Chorus: Wailing full-range female rock lead, full-range, wailing] Keep the stroke, the shore won't row to me Three thousand miles, just the oars and the sea Blistered hands on the handle, salt in my teeth Keep the stroke, keep the stroke, till the sand's under me [End]
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