Could I tell you about the night I got up and went out fishing
With my soul divided as if from using long division?
The moonlight on the lake was calm and still
My mind emptied out like a bag
Could I tell you about the night I got up and went out fishing
With my dog beside me, two soldiers on a mission?
He didn't bark or yelp, he didn't chase his tail
He was calm and silent as the water
A fisherman's a man who knows the price of silence
He knows the price of salmon when it's in season
A fisherman's a man who knows the name of Jesus
He knows the name of a good mechanic if you need one
Could I tell you about the night I got up and went out fishing
With my soul divided as if from using long division?
I did not bark or yelp, I did not chase my tail
I was calm and silent as the Buddha