I met you through a common friend
  In the attic of my parents' house
  And though I didn't know it then
  I soon was finding out
  Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet
  And hold the earth in place
  Each time a faucet opens
  Words are spoken
  The water runs away
  And I hear your name
  No, nothing has changed
  There was this book I read and loved
  The story of a ship
  Who sailed around the world and found
  That nothing else exists
  Beyond his own two sails and wooden shell
  And what is held within
  All else is sure to pass
  We clutch and grasp
  And debate what's truly permanent
  But when the wind starts to shift
  Well, there's no argument
  Now, I sing and drink and sleep on floors
  And try hard not to be annoyed
  By all these people worrying about me
  So when I'm suffering through some awful drive
  You occasionally cross my mind
  It's my hidden hope that you are still among them
  Well are you?
  Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet
  And hold the earth in place
  Each time a curtain opens
  Sunlight pours in
  A lifetime melts away
  And we share a name
  On some picturesque grave