I was going through my old material, and was diggin the stingrays idea I wrote last year. I put some vocals on it here and played it on the acoustic instead. The photo is from my trip to Taiwan; I took it in the Narita airport in Japan. Hope you enjoy the music
the thunder of the trains
the iron in the taste
the sunbaked hair on your face
the ghosts of where you once laid
the flush on your cheeks
leads me to believe
that you will be mine someday
but
i can't smell the waters that colour the spring
i don't feel the patience that held me in place
the blisters; salty and white
the patterns bloom in your eyes
the early birds take flight
the love is weak; let it die
the black in the sea
brings me to my knees
this boy is so weak inside, let him die
let him die
and
i can't find the daymoon that leads on the dark
i don't feel the patience that steadied my heart
i can't smell the waters that colour the spring
i don't feel the patience that held me in place