On Every Page

Will you just tell him what I cannot say Will you just shine up on the ghost on my way I dropped a game of throwing knifes alone There must be marks on every tree From the past, you are home Only the may-fly used to tell me so Now every song has dropped away Just let go Now mid-night sun takes turns with northern lights And will I ever have to feel What those blades were about And in that sound of sighing That empty how And all the ever-loving Bends in the line of your tracks Some ends forgotten and other released What ever happened to the boys Now that sailed for the seas Well you know you're already young Like the grass withered to become Again and free It's all we'll ever be I don't remember where I learned to die But I'm humble for the rocks when I try And somehow I am lowered onto the waves And when I'm with you I feel the sun and the salt on my face And in that sound of sighing That empty how And all the ever-loving Bends in the line of your tracks Some ends forgotten And some others bleed Whatever happened to the boys Now they're sailed for the seas Well you know you're already young Like the grass withered to become Again and free It's all we'll ever be Tired motion of the rusty bell Just humming Go to hell I've been the tower But now walk alone There must be marks on every page From the backs to these songs And in that sound of sighing That empty how And all that's ever-loving Bends in the line of your trail Some ends forgotten And some others believed Whatever happened to the boys Now it's sailed for the seas Well you know you're already young Like the grass withered to become Again and free --- On Every Page - The Tallest Man on Earth