God of Ocean Tides

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're 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 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 ghosts, following a ghost,
I pray the water can wash away the memories and the cost
And carry me South to the sea
Along with your memories of me.
We are born in the water and I will return to thee,
Colour lights,
and birthday cakes
Candle wax
on paper plates
Breathe the water - oh
hush-a-bye, hush-a-bye,
You can see through water - oh-oh
all the way up to the sky
Gods of water, gods of rain
Cover up the sun again
We're crossing at the Mississippi line
and I've tried all my days
to love you in 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..