far in the woods there’s a lake that I know, it’s blue and deeper than eyes
I dive right in, swim to the deep, surround myself in cold
and the scent of the pines is sweeter than skin so I burrow and I nestle on in
my canyon walls are marked by your passing, digging your way into me
where will you go when the harbor lights up?
masts and sails on parade
you’re anchored in well but the stories they’ll tell
of how you lost
how you lost
how you lost
the summer nights drift across your back porch, vast empty and wide
the river is deep, as deep as your heart, keeping the dry land alive
and the snow settles in light the whites of our eyes, we skip sleep until they run red
our cotton hands, the silk of your hair, clean house until it is bare
where will you go when the harbor lights up?
masts and sails on parade
you’re anchored in well but the stories they’ll tell
of how you lost
how you lost
how you lost
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