Justin Rutledge - Islands lyrics

At the mouth of the open sea The leaves will be turning red While the man that they thought I could be Lives in a book you read Where the coast is uncomfortably close The sturgeon have fled I supposed that with a Japanese rose I could undo you So I pinned it to you There's an island straight ahead Named after a dead man Where the crest at the tip of its wrist Is ladled with virgin sand Where the coast is indelibly close We'll strike up the band And I'll wonder whether we were the ones Who meant nothing to you The ones who withdrew you Heavy the hand, heavy the harvest Steady the hand, steady the harness Pray for the land, pray for the locust Pray for the land, pray for the locust At the mouth of the open sea The wedding is winding down All the guests are beginning To mourn the d**h of a wedding gown Your ghost is unbearably close Unbearably bound Now the lights make early widows of nights That try to outdo you Now the crows are blackened ribbons and bows That hang from a new you I supposed that with a Japanese rose I could undo you So I pinned it to you I pinned it to you