Richard Buckner Hutchinson
In the still light
There came a sort of tremble
With the clouds down low,
I passed a picture of her,
and I thought of you and the mouth I gave attention
So I untied the ropes and let the boat float out into
trouble
Hutchinson
My years have ground to dust the words I shower over you
Hutchinson
Shimmer, shudder, I've got the stars coming over
The lights begin where you come in.
I heard your voice that night
and I know it wasn't easy
Aw, but dear, dear, dear
What is it that brings us to this place?
Well it's years of luck and salt and sure temptation
Will keep it in our eyes and run around in the light of
grace
Hutchinson
My years have ground to dust the words I'll shower over
you
Hutchinson
Shimmer, shudder, I've got the stars coming over
The lights begin where you come in
Yeah the lights begin, you know, where you come in.
