Patience

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