tangible 

let this be a lesson that you might understand
how the winter turns the water to something tangible in your hand
and yet all this thaws in the end

the summer breeds a fever, the fever brings amends
the mending makes an offer: forget who you have been
soon december brings me back again
and through it all, i wanna be

somewhere quiet somewhere close to you

let’s stay a little longer where the crock pot fills the air
and let this boil over like fingers through your hair
while something so tangible coats the land

‘cause the fall’s secret desire is to linger on despair
to dig a little deeper, to find something to share
to lift it out and give it to a friend
who wants to be 

somewhere quiet somewhere close to you

and every year the colors change
but the more you learn to lose the more you stand to gain

the shoreline’s lookin clearer, the docks have been repaired
and all i wanna know is, will you meet me there?
to linger in the dusk

…

Tangible

Maiden King