Very Very Heavy Lyrics

in the bow of the boat he awakened
and his heart was barren as the still sea surround
in his dream a silver stream of fishes swarmed to fill his nets
the boat rode so low and his spirits so high
and the vision was so vivid on that empty deck he felt he'd slept for days
slept for days
every morning as the sun rose she
fed her seeds to the sharp stones scratched furrows in the dust
but in her siesta slumbers she struck the dead earth with her trowel
and a golden fountain of grain appeared
still every dusk she dined again from empty baskets and a wish she'd slept for days
slept for days
from the cradle of man to this grand pageant of purpose
life is still thirst life is still hunger life is still very very heavy
they brew the last of the tea that morning
she decides to tell her husband what she's seen
"a river of rice swallowed our dead fields my man"
as his temper and the tea come to the boil
"if you'd tilled instead of dreaming" says he
"would we be drowning in our hunger now?"
it is the best tea they've ever had
like a fine fine wine
the fisherman says "I have had the dreams too
though I was too ashamed to tell you"
then they lay down side by side close their eyes and sleep for days
sleep for days and days and days and days and days and days and days
from the cradle of man to this grand pageant of purpose
life is still thirst life is still hunger life is still very very heavy
days and days and days....