Morning

I miss you when I find the grains of sand in my pocket

Lying in love notes from the ocean

And it's strange way that time corrodes things

My shoes filled up with water

You put fish bones in my hands

As the black and briny sea tried to swallow up the land

And I'll never heed another man or his salty commands

I'll do exactly as I please with my own salty hands

You were good for me and it shows

I was hideous, heaven knows

How ugly to think I could fix you

And all the ugly things that I would do

And I'm starting to

I miss you in the morning yellow light

When I haven't yet remembered that their presence

Is just some shapeless outline

But the sea wind blows me awake

The surf and spray shock me to shape

And I am not yet unafraid of our potential for mistake

I miss you as the dusk falls

Spent the whole day getting bored

I heard they started building ugly flats along the shoreline

And it was bleak and awful already

But sure what's a few blocks more

When someone's making money from those pebble dash eyesores

So tell me did you settle down?

Did you find another girl?

I don't think of you so much these days

Still I hope I'm prettier than her

Nothing can corrode me now

Of that I am sure

When I lick the salt from my fingertips

I never thirst for something more

And anyway these days I live just up from the square

Where on sunny days the smell of the brewery hangs in the air

Sometimes I think about the strange flat we shared

With all the antique furniture waiting to be repaired

And sometimes we'd hear the floors creak upstairs

And on bad nights you'd whisper my name like a prayer

The louder you chant your psychotic dithyramb

You were summoning some devil from the space between our hands

And I hope you can forgive me

There's only so much I can stand

And now you are gone

All I've got's these pockets full of sand