the white birch - the weight of spring

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The White BirchThe Weight of Spring

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New York

I have let you downWith hymns and vows

As I drowned my sins in New York

I built my house, my homeOn stubborn clay

Under the wings of New York

I lost my silverI earned my gold

In the floods and tides of New York

I lost my taste for soilIn a bathysphere

Deep in the rivers of New York

Mother, will I ever float?


The Fall

So, with our battles all wonAnd our judgements all doneWere embracing the distance

Between us

And wait for the final fallFrom the fountain that covers all

To flood every riverbedAnd free us

And we count the daysIn all the childrens faces

And long for the Atlantis to arrive

As we wish for some clarityI wish for you and you for me

As we long for Atlantis to decide

Weve travelled by many namesBut every face wears the same

Untongued wrath of a man

And we count the daysIn all the childrens faces

And long for the Atlantis to tide

As we wish for some clarityWish for you and for me

We never really could decide

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Solid Dirt

Take me to the solid dirtInvert this land

Let the stains revertUnfold who we areThrough every scar

They used to shine like medals and stars

Take me to where the daughters swim To tease the boys

Hearts filled to the brim Make me believe

Your heart will not fleeInto the horizon

Towards the endless sea

OnceI was just a boy

With the urge to destroyOnce

I was just a boyWith scars to deploy

Take me to the spring that scatters Its restless wings Among our hearts

And we shall prevailFrom this air

That breathes through us everywhere

OnceI was just a boy

With a need to destroyNow

I will be a manI will rise from this land

Let the bells ringLet the air sing

Let the hearts bringTheir scars and submit to spring

Through solid dirt


Lamentation

I did not feelThe wind today

I could only feel the leavesWorn from the fray

I did not readThis newborn sight

Through the hanging treesI could only see the light

As it left

I did not hearThe shivering soundOf treetops pushing

Up through the ground

I did not readThese newborn sparks

Through the wilting treesI could only see the dark

As it came


Winter Bride

Oh, my winter brideI will freeze my tides

Upon your chestTo suit you best

Oh, but damn the sunAnd every season goneAnd their prophesies

Of the waiting sea

Oh, my winter brideHow could we ever hideOur daughters and sons

From such seasoned guns?


Of the waiting sea

Oh, to wear the lightThrough endless nights

Or beat the bonesSoon trapped in stone


Of the waiting sea

Oh, but damn the sunAnd seasons gone

With their prophesiesOf the endless sea


The Weight of Spring

I wore the dark I watched the light undress the mark

The weight of springThe darkness brings

I called for graceIn a lovers loss, in a distant face

As years were spentAnd hearts were bent

Hearts were bent

I close my eyes to the sound of springWhat is there to see

In the songs they bring?Love will never change

The morning sunLove will never change

The way the darkness runs

I felt the doubtOf a better man who had fallen out

And spring was bold As hearts turned cold

Hearts turned cold

I close my eyes to the sound of springWhat is there to see

But the songs they bring?Love will never change

The morning sunLove will never change

The way the darkness runs


The Hours

I can seeSailors and wifesWait out the skies

And under the kneeling sun Days are done

I can seeTheir sails unfold

Worn, on holdAs they wait for spring

And the seas it will bring

I could have sailed on the hourOn the winds of the day

With salt taste from the showersThroughout every bay

I waited for fallFor days on end

The hours they allWere so easily spent

I can seeSailors and wifes

Imagining the eyesOf storms stillbornHeld by their horns

I can seeSummers turn cold

In the breath of the oldAs they count ships at sea

And ways to be free

I could have sailed on the hourOn the winds of the dayThe sound of bell towers

Gently fading awayI waited for fall

With days to spendThe hours they all

So easily end


Lantern

I cursed the breath of seaSpelled as poetry

The dreams I could exploreI left them by the door

I watched the lanterns tiltThrough days of darkened guilt

I prayed for newborn skiesTo lift me up so high

I was blind, now I can seeSweet mother, set me free

How could I ask for more?Let them sisters soar

This land is more than dreamsThese days are what they seem

No more darkened doorsLet them sisters soar


Love, Lay Me Blind

How can I sleepWhile aching for a pictured beauty

Of hearts pouredUpon the sea?

Like floating stonesDressed in dreams

I once wore

Love, lay me blindOh love, oh love

Love, read me blindOh love, oh love

Lay Me by the Shore

LoveLay me by the shore

On a bed of rising stonesOh, my love

Untie me from my wearying bones

LovePour my hours as sand

Once shaped as lines in my handsMy love

I tried to be the better man

LoveLay me in the hollow tree

That wore the jetsam we did not needOh, my love

We swore to sail in bravery

LoveRemember me as you please

The songs I wrote to easeMy love

I hope they gave your heartSome peace


Mother

I could seeFrom the rising sun

From the shadows on your chestYou were done

And we all tried not to waste our breathImagining the soundOf the morning dewThat left the ground

I could seeYour silent face torn

From every wounded boneYou were worn

And we all tried not to waste our chanceTo feel the pain

As the morning dewFell as rain

I wish I could see


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