All The Things
Laura Veirs
Flickering lamp, green flame
Distant whine of the whining trains
Petrichor morning, luminescent wave
Buried vein of gold, I'll never see your face
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
Fallen ginkgo leaf, tattered moth wing
Crushed grass, lone tumbleweed
Dark sunrise, broken pink vase
Deep electric eel, silver sand in space
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
You are everywhere, shadow in the eaves
Fleet-footed messenger of oceanic feeling
You are my medicine to soothe the lonely
My poet's bread to fuel a memory
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save
All the things I cannot hold I cannot save