remembrance of you…

Maine’s September chill..long ago…used to talk…

pleaded…begged…actions unbecoming…for what…for what…

saw a boardwalk…tall grass wind-blown…song by Cousteau…on the last good day of the year…t’was…

ate…slept…drank…read…cried…laughed…howeled…yes…howeled…at a moon bouncing off waters…’tween tides…waiting…waiting…

to be saved again…from myself…searching for faith…something…

not in the business of salvation…never your bag…and i…i was a fool who thought…thought…

should’ve bought stock in the moon…ocean…waving weeds…trumpets blowing through tinny speakers…Riverside Records…

but… didn’t…didn’t…

asked ya’ to save my soul…asked…

never…never get somethin’ for nothin’…a price left at the alter…

laughs heard clear out east…

this we do in remembrance of you…remembrance of you…

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