The welcome fire
Lights up the shore
Reflections shatter
Under the oar
The ferryman
In the hollow tree
Buries his bough in sand
Delivers you and me
All the clocks ever existed
Are here in the ground
The only thing music puts its name to
Is their sound
Their souls have risen
But not ascended
Linger in midair
Restless, detached
Their rhythm is the dance
Around these welcome fires
And here we are on the street beyond the stars
The houses are dark except where
The trembling word
The loopiing sample of a bird
By the gaslight at the foot of a stair
At the doorway sits a man
At a table he shuffles the pack and deals a hand
When he signals you turn
Cast a backward glance
The welcome fires burn
credits
from burn the edges,
released December 9, 2019
Aidan Menchaca played the violin
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