Lyrics Salt Year - Chris Bathgate

Salt Year

Seventeen years before
I should have hauled off and kissed her
Now I lace my wine with ginger
Just let my evenings pass
They pass
She’s whistling in a candy store
And I’m just screaming in the dark here
I’m just choking down a salt year
And sugar’s all I’ve longed for
I’ve longed for
I’ve longed for
Try again
Try again
I try again
Seventeen and there she stood
A photograph in my doorway
And I felt all my light leave me
My thoughts all tumbling under
After that my days resign to static and gray hair and soft cry
Like a cracked crystal second hand wine chime
Just clanging for a lover
I can love
Try again