Mismatched Eyes (Boat Song)

Is it the list and the sway
Is it the roll and the pitch
The drunken Gulf of Mexico
Or he seven-year itch
I hear the mating calls of fireflies
Some celestial blues
And they're bringing me around again
And that's something I can use
Now I see nothing but the water
And it's falling from my face

It is the face (x4)
I want to show you

Will I remember to remember
That without I'm a shadow
Of a drifter and a barfly
And whatever else you had to be
Now I can even touch my toes
And all the running and the talking-
Yeah, now everybody knows
You never speak but I can hear you
As you sing out from your mismatched eyes

They are the eyes (x3)
I will to die with

We're on a boat out on the ocean
And there's nothing more to share
We've gone from one wave to another
And back again aware
We go where guitars are hung over
And the songs are fast asleep
I feel the flesh wounds in my heart
But they are mine for me to keep
In your pocket or your fist

They are the ears (x3)
That I will sing to