SLOPE

Words and Music Copyright 1997 Robert Edgar

 

(3/4 time)

 

Clouds have blocked the stars tonight

And clouds have blocked the moon.

We’re walking dry roads at mid - night

This boardwalk over a sea-graped dune.

 

Meet the sand where it casts our feet

Taste the onshore breeze’s spray.

Follow the slope of the beach to the sea

and the hiss of southbound A-1-A.

 

(4/4 time)

 

Clouds of fleas fly over this pitch beach

No bouys in this ocean, no ships pierce the black

Sunless gravity draws off - shore

Undertow drags the sand. And you say...

 

"Swim in this night, be lost to me.

Continue to walk... be gone.

Sink at this edge, never breathe again.

Held by this night, forget who I am."

 

No gods in heaven, just this deep night.

Waves meet the island, or miss it.

Seasons strike the land, or kiss it.

Blind planets spin in dark and light.

(7/4 time)