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My Only Regret

from Beach Street by Bill White

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Farewell to the ship
Farewell to the crew
Clear sailing weather
to the lot of you
May you pass through the years
like a temperate wind
I won’t let you out but I won’t ask you in

Follow the curve of your spear-shaking letters
My only regret is that we didn’t know each other better

You wanted their souls
But you couldn’t make them cry
They didn’t want the word of god
Dripping from a dead dog’s eye
Preaching from a bandstand
Without any moves
They revelers danced past you
Into places painted blue

My only regret as I dip into the horizon
Is that the pleasures of the harbor never made me any wiser

We took a sacred space
And made it unholy
Left all the sisters
doing the bony maroni
They opened their hearts
but what the hell came in
But a ghost ship filled with sailors
stinking of blood and sin

My only regret as they tear down the walls
Is that we never knew each other at all

I cherish each one
of you that Ive seen
But I don’t expect you
to feel the same about me
We’ve played all the tables
without any luck
And traveled the world
without missing too much

My only regret now that we melt away
Is that there will never be another day like yesterday

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from Beach Street, released March 14, 2014

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