Ocean Eyes

So you're ocean-eyed
Harbour-hearted
Won't you set your wreck upon my shore
You were thunder-tongued and roaring
Double drums against my door
You're the tallest wave I saw that day
Spread-armed and trouble-handed
Did you break or did you bend my way
The salty spray hit hard
Darling, you're the first falling star that never landed

You're the last and lightest rain
That graces August's warmest day
In the morning before the autumn wakes
When summer's grave lays open
Saw the wildfire in the naked flame
I left my ache unspoken
Til the hedgerow blazed, corn's gold greyed
The old oak raised up walking
So your youth won't bloom the way that you planned it to
The roots have dried
Darling you're the last living sign
And you ain't talking

I'm a Carvajal from Santiago
Born in the New York bay
And I can't pronounce the name my grandad gave me
Though he called his son the same, this Francisco was no Saint
He stepped out for cigarettes and just kept looking
Though my daddy raised me good
Someone's son he'll never be
And my grandma never freed her wedding finger

The prophet speaks, the concrete bleeds
At the NYPD's feet he drowned
I can't breathe
As they pinned him down on his hometown pavement
Eleven times he testified
And the cops denied
Without a trace of shame
That the just cause for the vicious sin
Wasn't just at all, between the veins
And the bloodstained page of the dead man's skin
They saw it scrawled, very small
In the exact same place as his second name
In his mother's face, in the melanin
Heaven's crown may have found his head
But the men walk proud who put him in his grave
Eric Garner, say his name
One of many

What the world will give the world will take
And nothing's sacred, nothing's safe
The second son will celebrate and sorrow later
So won't you take me as I am
Spread-armed, trouble-handed
Darling you're the first falling star
Darling you're the first falling star
Darling you're the first falling star
That never landed