All The Things

Flickering lamp, green flame
Distant whine of the whining trains
Petrichor morning, luminescent wave
Buried vein of gold, I’ll never see your face

All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save

Fallen ginkgo leaf, tattered moth wing
Crushed grass, lone tumbleweed
Dark sunrise, broken pink vase
Deep electric eel, silver sand in space

All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save

You are everywhere, shadow in the eaves
Fleet-footed messenger of oceanic feeling
You are my medicine to soothe the lonely
My poet’s bread to fuel a memory

All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save