Row, row, row your boat
Down the danger-riddled moat
Throwing caution to the wind
Along with a conscious that hath sinned

Gently down that stream you go
Watching the current twist and flow
You mull upon the good, old days
Whilst falling into a a darkened haze

Merrily, you look to the sky
Sighing as clouds pass you by
The oar grows heavy in your hands
As you ruefully recall distant lands

Merrily, you edge closer to the back
Allowing tired fingers a little slack
You hardly notice as the lifeline is swallowed
Into a a torrent that has made your mind hollow

Merrily, you drop your timid head
And gaze into water soon-colored red
As the sun sinks for a final time
Unwilling to make another climb

Merrily, you hum His hymns
Whilst preparing for the fatal swim
That's sure to lead you far away
To a place where you can no longer stray

All too soon the boat moves wearily
Drifting alone along a gentle stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a simple dream