A holy ghost hangs in our trees
A cool eye watching over these,
And every perfect, crooked thing;
While every crooked dream
Imagines that it walks between
Straight arrow days…
Great water lies between us,
I'm bending at the knee—
Great water lies between us,
Great water gives my face right back to me
Words may all escape me now
And any song they do allow
Will pull the blinds and push me to the floor.
There are lost among the found
Who follow at the hollow sound
Of every shoe outside the door…
Great water lies between us,
A vain and reckless sea—
Great water lies between us,
Great water lies, but won't lay down with me
The tongues have been cut from the bells
Lest they swing out loud and tell
How still we hide away.
Shadows whisper by like brooms,
Skirting halls to basement rooms;
They hunker low, waiting out the day…
Great water lies between us,
Great water moves below—
Great water lies between us,
Great water begs we both arise and go
Measured up against the air
Everything's beyond compare;
We've never been what we are right now before—
Our victories are unconfirmed,
Beyond the pale of what we've learned;
But our empty hands are open as a door.
Great water lies between us,
The way it knows to do—
Great water lies between us,
Great water begs I walk across to you