Komorebi

Sail into a cruel harbour Sail up to the dock Secure your pride and joy Spring lines locked Walk up the gangway And over to the hotel Rob Roy Order a double shot of Jamison on the rocks Then stare at the menu In the bar’s low light With no desire and no appetite A snitzel or a burger Maybe I should have gone further To the broken-down cafe on the corner Not much of a choice The lone muzo doesn’t have much of voice Sit in a dark corner Like an old cowboy Planning your escape route In case the place gets rough Watching the single girl Telling the pestering jerk she’s had enough The barman shows disinterest he stares at his cell phone dating app Hoping his dreams eventuate but knowing it’s highly unlikely The girl’s name she tells me is Mikey Her red hair is spikey she has a cigarette Hanging from the botoxed corner of painted lips And a pair of blow-up tits I nod and give a grunt Then get up and leave Walk out the front Without looking back I think of that visit And the things I lacked That winters day In storm then blizzard I boarded my boat And sailed her away To find the warm weather Sooner or later Head to the equator (Guitar solo break) To seek Komorebi Lay a course for Japan To seek Komorebi Komorebi Where I need to be To find the sunlight filtering through the leaves of trees, see the shifting, dappled patterns of dancing light and shadows creep in a forest deep Komorebi, Komorebi Sail into a safe harbour Find a safe harbour Look for the sunlight Sail to the equator sooner or later Find a safe harbour Find a safe harbour Sail into a safe harbour Find a safe harbour Look for the sunlight Sail to the equator sooner or later Find a safe harbour Find a safe harbour (Guitar break) To seek Komorebi Lay a course for Japan To seek Komorebi Komorebi Where I need to be To find the sunlight filtering through the leaves of trees, see the shifting, dappled patterns of dancing light and shadows creep in a forest deep Komorebi, Komorebi Komorebi, Komorebi