The days keep me on fire
Legs are ever tired
I've got no intention of stopping
Port out in the dark:
Soot and salt and spark
Light the ship heading for Morocco
Though I go tomorrow, no reason in my mind
I know I'll walk again on foreign time
And though I fill with sorrow the leaving eve we sit
I know that dock will dawn and I'll be on it
Bum out in the shadow
Drunk in alley hallowed
Need sees relief beyond the sea
Nothing left to give
All the suds are through the sieve
I pray grace pays in mirror cannon ways
I know where you are back in stasis
Your heart knocks against the fortress wall
Let the soldiers ago; let mold upon the rampart grow
Nothing new, I'm still out in the backyard
Something's gotta let up
The air is far too thick
I smell the storm seeping through the window
But words won't hold the weight of what I want to say
I wish there were a key to fit this keyhole
Here we go again looking further,
Father, from the places we have known
Till we come across what it was we lost:
Ember in the blood and bone
credits
from Pastourelle,
released April 23, 2012
Lyrics, vocals, guitar: Christian Lewis
Bass: Jack Beers
Lead guitar: Fletch Tison
Drums: Rob Racine
Keyboard: Tyson Lewis
Recording, editing, mixing, mastering: Bill Racine
Produced by Bill Racine and Christian Lewis
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