Halifax Harbor

Halifax Harbor, late September How long before I forget your face It's just three months but already I can't remember The smell of your hair or why we chose this place And there's a stiff wind blowing in my eyes And there's a rising tide creeping toward my feet There's not much left here when the summer flies And there's no current in this channel guiding me Sometimes I find your eyes in the green froth of the ocean And then I lose them in the very next swell Somewhere out there, I suppose you're in motion And I'll say one last prayer that the world treats you well And there's a stiff wind blowing in my eyes And there's a rising tide creeping toward my feet I think I'm getting hardened to these darker skies But there's no shelter from this storm inside of me The day we climbed the lighthouse down Chebuctu Head It was deep July and I remember every word you said I've been moving all my days When I find something right, I chase it away Mama Gratti's Deli is closing for the season It's just the locals now left in town But I'm still here, and I'm looking for a reason To keep myself from shutting down And there's a stiff wind blowing in my eyes And there's a rising tide creeping toward my feet There's not much left here when the summer flies And there's no current in this channel guiding me Halifax Harbor, late September How long before I forget your face