Two Weeks

(альбом: Field Notes, Vol. 1 - 2015)

It's been raining now
Pushing two weeks
Really brings out them colors in the leaves
It's been raining now
Pushing three Months
It really brings out them black, black blues
In my baby's eyes

There's water in the ice, she smiled, straight across
Staring at me for another drink
I'd give her anything at this four o'clock hour
Just to see the sunrise up on her again

Lights on the roadshow
The ghosts of cursive branches
Like her curling handwriting that is filling up my dreams
Lines of metal lattice shadows
The chain links that the trees grow through
I'm just thinking about the ice cubes in her glass

And it's not the chopping, I said, that I really enjoy
But the feeling of the ax in my hand
When I'm stacking wood for the long winter coming
For the small house we'd buy on borrowed money

It's been raining now
Since I don't know when
And I've got more water
Than any man