from
Roadside Ballads,
released November 28, 2013
When need be
Hear it now, the call of the wild
The nature and frequency, it's all in the file
Could be a bell tolling, on a marker buoy afloat
Nudged by wind or wave, or the wake of a boat
Or the circles of your memory spreading suddenly
When need be
Trace the cracks and furrows, that we know and love
And even that sinking feeling, still fits like a glove
I raise my glass, and drink to your pleasure
And search for vital signs, on this island of treasure
Just us spinning, on a wheel, blade against the steel
When need be
I lurk in the shadows and grow towards the light
I come into town, all dapper and fine
Standing in the shallows, casting out our lines
Reeling in the slack, reaping our time
Singing, and dancing, for everyone, … for you, for me, to see
When need be
In the clamour of the day, in the candour of the night
Stretching to its measure, or curling up so tight
With method or with madness, in sickness or in health
Weaving our webs, investing our wealth
Or the circles, of your memory, spreading suddenly
When need be