Bronze Ring

Anyone could hold you I could never hope to know you Soldier of the household Bloated over all the holding onto Waited at the bay in The heart of the hurricane I said sunlight it will drench you Pouring through the vapor on the interstate Everybody knows you Know that I would never try to own you Nobody had told you The days here are like hurricanes So they’re holding onto The red along the edges of the cedar Smoke across the ocean Tremors at the seaport on the other side Gold enough to blind you Folded into the explosion Gleaming like the bronze ring On the surface of the water