Your movements
are uncertain
Light flickers in your soul
and you’re either dead
or dead cold

I am in your body
It is still warm
Bed sheets are like stone
But stones are never
alone

The empty benches in the park
cast a darker shade on all the marble faces
With blue veins
the shimmer of sea
turns cold to heat

The scenic forever
The sun on the hill
The timeless place
between the blood filled veils
on faces that you kill

The empty benches in the park
cast a darker shade on all the marble faces
With blue veins
the shimmer of sea
turns cold to heat

Your ocean shell will shine
and I wish it were mine

All things
All things sink
They’ve blown
They’ve blown my sparklers out

It’s easy
To blame the dark
For blowing
My sparklers out

But the days are long
And the nights are longer
And I am not trying
I’m not trying to lose you
But the sea is my friend
But the sea is my friend
Is my friend too

All things
All things sway
But I want them
To stay the same

It’s easy
To keep the light
And maybe
It will hold you right

But the days are long
And the nights are longer
And I am not trying
I'm not trying to lose you
But the sea is my friend
But the sea is my friend too

Sheen of moon, sun striking
took my heart as if
it were green
Bellies turn in their sleep at night
and by grace it’s gone in time

Sweet salt warm bindings
brave love dream racked
in my veins
While you stream low I contrive
for the space in time gone out of mind

But all the young hopes are leaving
to where the soft dreams float
But the old barns are breathing a bodiless cold
With bullet holes in the sealing
The ground is overgrown
And the old barns are breathing
you won’t grow old

A frail wind bares a warning
Turning golden waves dissolving
Nightfall faces all colorless
and the porcelain weight
has gone out of them

But all the young hopes are leaving
to where the soft dreams float
But the old barns are breathing
a bodiless cold
With bullet holes in the sealing
The ground is overgrown
And the old barns are breathing
you won't grow old
you won't grow old