~~~
It's 6:18 on monday afternoon
and I finally wake up
to a stormy day.
Calmly
laying in the gap
between the future and the past.
Incandescent lights sleep
in this twilight foreign room
gold from the setting sun
comes to me in blue.
Oh, the summer
strange and long
left me new.
A single light lightly brights the room
and I'm feeling not quite cold or warm
but I know what's on my mind.
Its you
the hidden harbor.
So, Im standing on the tracks.
The train is heading straight at me.
Mistakes I've made
dark compounding thoughts
release as I open
all thats inside of me.
Thinking for the silent flow of awe
in a sea of wet smiles
Shielded from the sun by the earth,
I wonder if I should.
Prying open to
feel the love that binds us all,
I'm nineteen years old
with a head full of drugs
I'm breaking down!
Far between the seams
I deem it fair to be serene.
Wasting time before my prime
I find
Nothing.
~~~
credits
from Hidden Harbor,
released January 2, 2014
Zach Cramer: french horn
Franklin Keel: cello
Miles Cramer: voice, acoustic guitar, drumset, synth, singing bowl
Tony Black: bass
Matt Williams: electric guitar
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