Kingfisher
I would mourn no lover
If I turned into a kingfisher and sprouted wings
We could resume our halcyon days
Somehow I'm still anxious
Maybe people move at different speeds
When your lips twitch I can't tell if you'll talk to me
Your hair frames your face nicely
Whether it's dark brown or black or blonde
Or short or long or not grown out to what you want
I blink and we're aging
My brother's face is losing baby fat
His hair's grown out
It looks like mine now that he parts it in the middle
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
One man and two beaks
Wind howls through the caves in Mt. Itoi
And I think it would be nice if you were here with me
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
It's him and not me
Sometimes I wish you'd show up on my doorstep
In the witching hours
Like we both were wrong
As you collapse into my arms
But dreams only last minutes
Someday we'll both wake up six feet tall
Then we'll pretend your curls were never gone at all
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
One man and two beaks
If I turned into a kingfisher and sprouted wings
We could resume our halcyon days
Somehow I'm still anxious
Maybe people move at different speeds
When your lips twitch I can't tell if you'll talk to me
Your hair frames your face nicely
Whether it's dark brown or black or blonde
Or short or long or not grown out to what you want
I blink and we're aging
My brother's face is losing baby fat
His hair's grown out
It looks like mine now that he parts it in the middle
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
One man and two beaks
Wind howls through the caves in Mt. Itoi
And I think it would be nice if you were here with me
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
It's him and not me
Sometimes I wish you'd show up on my doorstep
In the witching hours
Like we both were wrong
As you collapse into my arms
But dreams only last minutes
Someday we'll both wake up six feet tall
Then we'll pretend your curls were never gone at all
And it's been a rough year
I hit the water hard
You look happy and alive
Out on the beach and in one piece
One man and two beaks
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Writer(s): Samir Graham
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