Pool to Rain
Words and Music (c) 2000, 2001 Robert Edgar
There's a thousand lives spread before me
I don't know if I've earned 'em
Or if they just found me and stuck.
There's a million miles in your tresses
And they wrapped 'round my shoulder
As night stopped and camper clocks struck
There's a question that I need to ask you
If I've got just a minute
Left of sand in my hourglass luck
How did the ocean come to complete you?
Day break
Salt crust
Sea legs
Phrasing,
Light waves
Back wash
Warm lips
Raising
up your arms,
in the Monterey breeze,
As the fog slides in,
and the flames lick the trees,
Won't you please,
Tell me,
How did the ocean come to reflect you?
Foam...on the sand.
Face... in my hand.
Fire... on the land.
Fear...
Dispersed by a grin
Like the blues by some drunken jug band
Tell me
How did the ocean come to adore you?
There's geological dance in this rock scape
As the edge of the water
Rubs the stone in this lunar terrain.
There's horizons that meet in your deep stare
As you watch your children
Call their way through the sea break's refrain:
Not dust to dust,
Tide pool to rain.