Narrows

Tide slack, a summer low Sunlight catch the golden narrows They’re rising on the flood For the chartreuse and the blood red this time This time I know And with all my heart left to faith I cast my luck into the water and I pray For all my scars and my intuition To see me through this I’ve never been fishing like this before, anyway Now the summer run comes through the straight And I cast my luck into the river and I wait With all my years and my inspiration To see me through with a little bit of patience this time This time I know Now the river runs summer slow Sunlight cast won’t catch the rainbow Rising on the river bend And with all of my hard luck to face I cast my thoughts out onto the lake With all my stars and my inner vision To see me through Won’t see me fishing like this anymore And it gets hard to find the time for this now anymore, anyway Here we are the sun And the rain In the the rain we go We are all the same We know We know At the start of it Was a spark In my hands And my heart Became the tight line And the weight of it The wait of it And I’ve waited Most of my life for this And The Be Mine! Be mine Tide slack A summer low Sunlight catch the golden narrows Rising on the flood again