These days, I search
the sky
the clean light upon the water
and the deep space under the trees ...........
But nothing will be right, till they come
Already buds line the twigs,
hedges twitch with life,
and winter flies north,
but winter won't be gone, till they come
And there's so much to do
clearing out the old, channeling the new .......
old engines started and oiled,
none of it worthwhile, if they don't come
These days I search ........
Look there .......in the clean light over the water
through that deep space under the trees,
those flickering perfect arrows of blue
suddenly unlock summer's flood ............
Swallows are here
These days I watch
the sky
the clean light over the water
the deep space under the trees
Swallows are here.
credits
from Firegazing,
released September 17, 2017
Written by Brian Boothby
Piano: Chris Ellis
Acoustic Guitar and Vocals: Brian Boothby
Swallow Recording: David M
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