Open Seas

There's no record, there's no trace

There's nothing that anyone can see left on your face

There's no method, there's no crime

To get from there to here was never a straight line

But I dream of the open seas

They're waiting for me

They're waiting patiently

I draw outside the lines

Like a fraud sometimes

With cans of paint

It comes in waves

Another night between

Debating wants and needs

But no complaint

The shower runs into a river

The river runs into the sea

Up to clouds that bring it back

And it's raining down on me

Some feelings, they follow through hot and through cold

Attached like a kite that I don't want to hold

It took ages to learn it's okay

Can't let go, just get out of the way

I dream of the open seas

They're waiting for me

They're waiting patiently

I stopped reading about Jesus

I started reading about Elvis

Pre-army days like a parable

Hiding out with June Juanico

Time is on our heels

Is on our heels

Is on our heels

The phone on my chest plays Jimmy Webb

And I feel myself out on the line

Wanting you for all time