Quietus

You sang in the swell
Coruscating with such
Ordinary colors of the cove
The champagne field in day bath
But you've come to no contentment
When cataracts and torrents
Coalesce in summer songs with
Your partners for slumber

In spite of this I am beside myself
Despite this you are the same without me
In spite of this I am beside myself
Despite this you are the same without me
Without me

You belong to the real winter body
I was meant to keep you warm
You belong to the real winter body
I was meant to keep you warm
You belong to the real winter body
Please come home

But I am at anchor
'Cause I cannot contain you