The troubles they wake up,
take shape and then step into line.
And the demon you cast off your shoulder
just spits in your eye.
It's always those flash fires that keep us alight.
It's always the last call, a hymn, a lullabye.
Did you hear the sound of my voice,
As I sang to your sea?
As I sang to your sea?
Did you hear the call of my heart,
As I made you a home?
Could you be the light that shines,
Oh, could you shine where my darkness resides?
Could I be the one to hold you when you go?

2018

Sang To Your Sea

You're a reckless force of nature,
I can't seem to wrap my spinning head around.
You're a cyclone in the darkness,
knocking out the lights in this old town.
You're a one line conversation,
that stops every other voice around.
You're a black crow flying free,
while all the rest of us stand dreaming on the ground.

I'm on the outside, looking in again.
Wish I could close the miles and feel the warmth of your skin.

You're the ghost on your own altar,
laughing as they come to bury you.
You're a living complication,
A dark hurricane that waltzes through.
You're a black heart superstition,
standing wild on top of hallowed ground.
You're a wildfire symphony,
A holy sacrament coming raining down.

Force Of Nature

Singer-Songwriter out of the Pacific Northwest.

echo & ghost