Close the door on a short night. Lift the lid on the daylight. 6: 09 West Tennessee time. And I buy all my days. At the same place where the girl sells her nights. To a God of ocean tides. All night long. Writing poems to California. Melodies of failure. And the people I have thrown away. Meanwhile somewhere west of Carolina. In a congregation of strangers. We are digging holes to China. Then we pray to our reflections. In the water when it rises. I said headlights pin the highway down. Jesus spins the world around. And I'll spend all my tomorrows coming down. Goodbye all my days. I know I said I never loved you. But I might just try again tonight. Truck stops and river Gods. Gas stations of the Cross. Following a ghost. Following a ghost. I pray the water wash away. The memories and the cost. Cary me south to the sea. Along with your memories of me. We are born in the water. Now we return to Thee. Colored lights. And birthday cakes. Candle wax. On paper plates. Breathe the water. Hush-a-bye hush-a-bye. You can see through water. All the way up to the sky. Gods of water Gods of rain. Cover up the sun again. We are crossing it at the Mississippi line. And I tried all my days. To love you just the way you hoped I might. But I'm leaving here tonight. I can't remember yesterday. I tried if I said I could I lied