Time to give thanks for this vessel
This sweet ship I sail in
I know you carry me onward
I know you carry me home
Time to give thanks for this spirit
The spirit inside me
You're always there when I call you
I know you carry me home
The full moon is singing
The candles are burning
My body is aching now
A fever surrounds me
It wasn't invited but for three days or more
You call and crawl down all the corridors
And all the hallways of my body and mind
Creaking and bending like a tall ship
I am forced to surrender
Back to the place
Where I will die and was born
Where I will die and was born
To the honey soup of it all
Time to give thanks for the sadness
The sadness inside me
I know you're teaching me kindness
I know you carry me home
Time to give thanks for the beauty
The art of forgiveness
You're always there when I call you
I know you carry me home
Creaking and bending like a tall ship
I am forced to surrender
Back to the place
Where I will die and was born
Where I will die and was born
To the honey soup of it all
I know you carry me home
I know you carry me home
I know you carry me home
To the honey soup of it all
So I'm overflowing with love
For this earthen body
For these fingers and toes
And this story as ancient as
This old stone I lie upon