Shore

Kin of my kin, I rely on you

Taking me in when a wave runs me through

As a shore I ever seem to sail to

And I know old heavinesses shake you

Maybe I stayed little long, could be

I needed shade, sand on my feet

And it's some new ailment is in me

Can't divide what's memory and what's dream

Afraid of the empty, but too safe on the shore

And 'fore I forget me, I want to record

While I see it all

While I see it all

All

I remember walking shoulders, hours speaking

I remember meeting Clementine and weeping

I remember Prine, I remember you

After word of Berman, I remember Pfeiffer burning

I remember hoping I'd remember nothing

Now I only hope I'm holding onto something

Now the quarter moon is out

Now the quarter moon is out