Big Deep Dark Blue Sea
Perhaps an oversimplification
This was always our dream
That we would live by the sea
When we’d tired of the city thrills
Causation and consequence
Correlation and coincidence
Tangled tussock lying thick on these hills
Evening is certainly easier strummed by guitars
By a bonfire
Under the stars
Tom’s on his plane
Right on time
Right on time
Disconnecting from the urban machine
Low-key rejecting its arts scene
Leave the couriers to be the go-betweens
From morning
A scavenging of gulls
The squabbling agonies of souls
On the big deep dark blue sea
To moonlit evening
Water shimmering
On the big deep dark blue sea
Tides breathing out
Breathing in
Leviathan shapes are circling
In the big deep dark blue sea
Salt waves wash away some regrets
Each day’s a drifting vignette
On the big deep dark blue sea
You and I
We’re counting satellites
In a great black star shot sky