Driftwood from Secret Knock by steve haley

Listening to you breathe
From the steep incline up from the beach
Brown frogs on the trail
Wet, soft leather - shiny mail
Thick mud on our shoes
We’re thick as thieves as we make our moves
What a day to be here

You take me away from myself
Pondering what is left on the shelf
Remembering the love that we felt

Nestled into red rocks
Wool sweater, black pants, wool socks
Driftwood on the shore
We question art and it’s for
Getting up to no good
Under gray sheets, under pine wood
What a day to be near

You take me away from myself
Pondering what is left on the shelf
Remembering the love that we felt

• Folk
• New Brunswick
• Sackville
• alt-country
• comic science
• folk
• indie
• pop rock
• story songs
• Sackville