your hands were born in the moonlight
on silver ships and the salt lines
i heard the song of your touch
like a dream of hymnals sent by the sea
the gentle rush of your splendor,
your wore the waves on your crowning eyes
the brightest light, such an arrant kind
but feeling taller than the sun
our foolish laws demanded night
as we pawned the shapeless tide
until the golden death of dawn
and although i held my tears,
my eyes- they were wrong
i am not as strong as i thought i was
for i understand if i can't be in your heart,
but i'd do anything
to just be on your mind
your intent surrendered in confusion
the knocking knees of two broken pasts
the future cowered like a motherless-boy
assuming it's best not to ask
it wandered the city forever
in search of a lover from some other life
dressed in white with its motives in tact
but daunted long within your mire,
is a place of tangled sighs-
they are mine
where i've wrapped the night
in a twine of your hair
and although i cooled our fire,
it was not without a cost:
that which i once was unaware of,
i now know and feel the loss
for i understand if i can't be in your heart,
but i'd do anything
to just be on your mind
my revolving wish to climb
to your sweet and impeccable cry,
has labored me a time-worn heart
now tolling for closed eyes
that we should be redeemed
is a knot i can't untie
oh, how i longed for you a place
in my imaginary life
for i understand if i can't be in your heart
but i'd do anything
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2023
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2018