D C 
Sinking ship- 
How long can you hold still? 
Your illness spills against my face 
Sinking ship- 
How long can you hold still?  
Oh, can't you feel the coming waves? 
A perfect Sunday portrait of my mother painting horses all alone 
Of lovers and of leaves still believing they are free to come and go 
G C 
D C 
Sinking ship- 
How long can you hold still? 
Your illness is all that you are 
A portrait of my father as a baby sleeping underneath the stars 
A small pill of forgiveness I am giving to myself 
It's what I need 
A small gift of fulfillment I am hoping you will open and receive 
G C 
D C 
Sinking ship- 
How long can you hold still? 
Your illness fills this empty room 
A portrait of your lover softly drowning in the water 
A perfect Sunday portrait of my mother sending signals through the drum 
A portrait of my sadness finding shelter in the safety of my home 
G C 
D C