Wind Drying Laundry (I Surrender)
Hanging it all
Hanging it all
out to dry
while the pace
is steady.
Finding
reason
to be in the warm light
of the outdoor sun.
While this pace
continues...
I'll bring up
my white sheet
and watch it flutter.
And you can
hardly move
your mouth
half open...
I can yet hear
your faint
breath.
Chorus
Rectangular shadows
throw themselves,
and the grass
patches greener shades
momentarily...
only
this sheet
could make shadows
such as these
and only I
could hang them so.
You can
only watch...
for there has been
no offer
to reach for my
helping hand.
Given all
these reasons...
I said I'm giving all
these reasons.
Chorus
Rectangular shadows
throw themselves
and the grass
patches greener shades
momentarily...
only
this sheet
could make shadows
such as these
and only I
could hang them so.