The Hungry Years

Into the night another life
Twisted and torn beneath the ties
That bind us between the start and end
You empty your eyes, benign, and then...

You squeeze me like a comfort blanket
That keeps you warm
But will hold you back

Days sip the arching of the dunes
Vague lines between the bits you knew
A California life without the sun
The callow call from each and every home

My fear of flying keeps me grounded
So save your laughter
For something sacred

But please don't forget about the past
The hungry years we hid beneath the sand
And the salt on the lips of the sea
The crack in the smile of the chipped summer teeth

From pitching softly in awkward places
We finally find that our luck is changing
We'll all get somewhere somehow
We'll all get somewhere somehow

And when it comes it comes from something worthwhile
A pain-eraser born out of doubt