[00:00.00]Floating Away
[00:27.79]It's the weight I'm trying
[00:29.68]To get inside the frame
[00:31.13]I've been painting a fat man
[00:37.57]He's big and fat and heavy
[00:40.89]As a man can be
[00:46.34]But he's been floating away, floating away
[00:58.51]He's been floating away from me
[01:05.76]In the mirror my withering skin
[01:09.62]Is a thorny pleasure
[01:15.73]I stand unflinching
[01:16.01]And I mark each crease and sting
[01:24.60]My brush my wooden flail
[01:28.55]My ancient thresher
[01:34.74]As unforgiving time flays everything
[02:21.60]It's the truth I'm trying
[02:22.66]To get inside the frame
[02:24.91]Now I'm painting myself naked
[02:30.77]But I need a pair of boots
[02:33.35]About as heavy as boots can be
[02:39.63]Or I'd be floating away, floating away
[02:51.88]I'd be floating away from me
[02:59.92]And every thorn sends thistledown
[03:05.89]Drifting all around
[03:11.45]And floating away, floating away
[03:23.37]Floating away from me