Raise The Sails in Dead Meadow

As sun loving things
slip into sleep beneath
the light of the moon
the rust and the rot
slowly creep from pools
of murky gloom

As the morning light shines
upon them
How easily I can see
beyond them
Loves comes dripping off the trees
In the wispers of wind blown leaves T
he light never goes dim
It's the state we're in
We'll sink into the sea
Just you and me
then that won't even be