A Servant of the Crown
I heard from the town that he’s a servant of the Crown
Making deals about the land where the orchard meets the sand
but I don’t believe in betting rights on any days in August or July
I remember those times

when you raised out your voice
and it echoed out the noise all around the cave where he lived a year
and he could see how the new house keeper walks at night
underneath the rocks when they are dry at the end of each tide
By my side there were sounds like a swallow
By my side there was a ringing all around
when you raised out your voice and it echoed out the noise
all around at the end of each tide