Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Sand and water makes me

I am ebb and riptide pulling
broken calls of Livingston's drone
we will name him after this sunset
fill our growler with its foam

For I've been called for prison guard
been called down to betray
I am shiver chill of first spring
and yet - its belly leads my way

For mountain treasures light a distance
an adventure long at sea
I am ebb and riptide pulling
I'm a fading loyalty

I am far before my timing
soaring seagull to the depths
with a crash of never trying
dealing out a thousand deaths

With a knocking on the shoreline
and you cradled in my palm
I am ebb and riptide pulling
I'm betrayal in the fog

But you made me Spanish oceans
roll of waves on deathbed plans
I will break our unmade promise
for my other gaining sands

Build a home upon blue waters
lean to weather God and change
don't begrudge my stern decision
You have made this mountain range

2 comments:

Erin Karcher said...

I am ebb and riptide pulling
I'm a fading loyalty

Build a home upon blue waters
lean to weather God and change
don't begrudge my stern decision
You have made this mountain range

Mhmm.

Agent Jellie said...

:) Mmmmhmm