Float Away

Well, all those cotton-covered insects Drifting as the breeze does blow Lose every ounce of grace they have In stagnant air, you know They catch all on my clothes And come in tangled in my hair And when they extricate themselves They fall right out the air And I would float away If I could, if I could I would float away And I would float away If I could I would float away It seems like every other day The lake-silt's stirred up by the wind And all the benthic things below Get moved around again They're carried in the current And they sink just where they do And at the windy weather's whim They make their homes anew And I would float away If I could, if I could I would float away And I would float away If I could I would float away And I would float away If I could, if I could I would float away And I would float away If I could I would float away