So Long - Chris Smither

To see me now you would never think to wonder

How near we were to sinkin' under

For so long

But now I’m gone

So long

The truth be told, I think my soul was stuck in amber

Like a chip for weary gamblers

For so long

But now I’m gone

So long

See me, I’m a sailor now

Sail on, sail on

Dark skies seem paler now

I’m gone, so long

The steady hand that every beggar holds his bowl in

Was what we took for steady rollin'

For so long

But now I’m gone

So long