Things I Lost in This Flood of You

Music, lyrics, & recording by Erin Brown
Copyright 2018 Erin Brown

In the misty mountains morning broke
Your soft whisper was a heavy yoke
You said, “I’m tired”
And I knew you spoke of love
I knew you spoke of love

I could see my breath and I thought, hell
I wish the rest of me could dissipate as well
Escape from my lungs
Into the mountain swell
And return to you like a dove

I was so empty I couldn’t say a word
We walked in silence, and only the birds
Broke the quiet, calling out, perturbed
They cried in warned of a storm

It rained for hours, oh of course it did
For hadn’t the Lord told of this?
Hadn’t we heard and turned our coats to the wind?
Stared at the wood, wondered where to begin?

In the misty mountains evening rose
Deep like water, dark and cold
Strong in power, I lost my hold in its throes
And I was swept away in a doze

When I awoke, you were gone
You left a note: the verse of a Psalm
Like you thought our fate was wrote a long time ago
And to change it would be wrong

In the misty mountains, just passing through
Birds fly above me, two by two
I’m losing count of things I lost in this flood
Things I lost in this flood of you