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)