Weekly Song Post number 178
'In the Mystery'
outtake from my 2006 release, Bones of the Tree
lyrics
mine is a water sign
I get wet I get dry
it's all just a state of mind
mine is a water sign
full moon is high
I feel the pull of the tide
levy's busted open wide
flooding this ol' heart of mine
liquid is light
I seen 'em both in her eyes
in the folds of her mind
in the soul of her thighs
I feel the pull of the tide
it cuts like ice
carving up this glacial night
opening up the great divide
swimming in the mystery
fishing neath a shady tree
sipping from a slippery stream
rolling like a stone across the belly of the beast
in the mystery
sitting on a fallen tree
slithering thru the swampy reeds
skipping like a stone
washing up on the beach
there's a path, there's a current
viciously determined
frothing and churning
raw meat in the broth of learning
soft curve of a wave
cuts like a knife
washing away and rearranging
the lines of a life
the bones of a man
fold and crumble like sand
in the palm of a plan
in the ducts and channels of a hand
swimming in the mystery
fishing neath a shady tree
sipping from a slippery stream
rolling like a stone across the belly of the beast
in the mystery
sitting on a fallen tree
slithering thru the swampy weeds
rolling like a stone
washing up on the beach
mine is a water sign
I get wet I get dry
mine is a water sign
credits
from Weekly Song Project v2,
track released August 2, 2016
recorded by Colin Gagon at Herzog