My Apologies

Lyrics

Sometimes the season is not correct
The branches' leaves are not the right shade yet
We calculate, we ponder how to make it work
But the hands of the clock hold the answer

Our ideas of love are yet ripening
Stumbling through the brambles in search of a clearing
We must build a house for when the fire subsides
With plenty of blankets, where it's warm inside

Oh how I hate the wait, your wandering gaze
Will you still care for me when it's your harvest day?
Am I wrong to reserve a place for you to stay?
Will I still be in the field on your harvest day?

The ever-nearing future offers faded scars
Laying on the pavement with our eyes toward the stars
But each step will get us farther than our impatient dreams
I imagine one day we'll laugh as we recollect on how it all worked out for you and me

Oh, I hate the wait, your wandering gaze
Will you still care for me when it's your harvest day?
Am I wrong to reserve a place for you to stay?
Will I still be in the field on your harvest day?

Oh how I hate the wait, your wandering gaze
Will you still care for me when it's your harvest day?
Am I wrong to reserve a place for you to stay?
Will I still be in the field on your harvest day?
x2

Harvest Day

Lyrics

Would you be the fire that sustains the heat?
Lighting up the house and warming up my feet
A boiling kettle ready to enliven tea
A cup of liquid temperature I need to be

Would I be the burning wick of a candle's glow?
The whisper in a dark night when the light is low
Would I be the diamonds in between your teeth?
Reflecting all the colors that you like to see

Would you like to write this book with me?
I know it's just the first page but there's plenty to be
Would you like to write this song with me?
I know it's just the first note but it hints a melody

Would I be the cloak of paint upon your wall?
Electric hues designed to liven up the halls
Would you be the houseplant high upon the shelf?
Representing all things living good and well

Would you be the wise man standing miles tall?
Telling me the tales of a world in fall
A city to escape, the country to embrace
The reason that you leave as much the reason to stay

Would you like to write this book with me?
I know it's just the first page but there's plenty to be
Would you like to write this song with me?
I know it's just the first note but it hints a melody

If I don't like what you decide can I ask to change your mind
Another day goes by and I wonder what you would leave behind
A perfect beginning or a chaotic, crashing, burning end
Poetry is poetry, by chance would you like to try again?
x3

Kat Keseloff

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