Act Of Quiet Desperation

Act Of Quiet Desperation - Walt Mink

It's Sunday morning

She gazes at his head

And wishes he were dead

Well get up

Open your eyes

The bed is sinking

She notices too late

Admist their sorry state

The lonesome fate

Woo woo

When birds fly bye

Woo woo when

When kids outside

Woo woo

I promise we're fine

Woo woo

The love will tow the line

I'll take it over

The ships are leaving port

And I'm waving from the shore

Till I can't wave no more

Someone is speaking

Their voice is clear as day

But I don't know what they're saying

Who cares anyway

Woo woo

When birds fly bye

Woo woo

When the kids outside

Woo woo

When I promise we're fine

Woo woo

When love will tow the line

Woo woo

When please don't cry

Woo woo

I've saved what's mine

Woo woo

We're tired of trying

Woo woo

When I can't tow the line