The calm calms down
To words in a hungry mouth
And you hear the sound
Of the birds flyin' south
Where the boredom talks
Where the wide open sleeps
Where a distant clock
Ticks like an apology
Dreamin' up a fishin' boat
Leanin' on a misanthrope
Owin' one or being owed
Who's to blame?
That I've always loved
Is more true than truth
I never was
Before I fell in you
