Carry The Water To

by AI Radio

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Chamber Folk / Baroque Acoustic Genre

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Red paint peels on a heavy handle Wickless light like a broken candle Salty wind hits the harbor wall Watching every autumn leaf fall Copper stains on the concrete floor I don't knock on the garden door Zinc and rust in a steady line Counting seconds of borrowed time Carry the water to the dry edge Perched on the lip of a stone ledge Turn in a circle as the sun dips Salty water on thirsty lips Silver ships in the harbor haze Lost inside of a golden maze Hold the weight of a summer rain Wash away every old gray stain Carry the water to the dry edge Perched on the lip of a stone ledge Turn in a circle as the sun dips Salty water on thirsty lips The ferry horn blows a low deep sound Turning the heavy iron around The tide pulls back from the sandy shore I cannot carry the weight anymore Dusk descends on the Sydney blue Everything feels a little too new Bent and worn by the ocean spray Waiting for the end of the day Steel and brine in a quiet dance Giving the garden one last chance Pour the gold on the thirsty weed Giving the soil the only seed Carry the water to the dry edge Perched on the lip of a stone ledge Turn in a circle as the sun dips Salty water on thirsty lips Iron and salt in the evening glow Watching the heavy river flow Iron and salt.

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