Surf On The Wall --------------------- Look, the violets are wearing dew Pearls on each petal, a drop or two In the dark pines a nightingale trills You stand half-dressed between the shutters, at the sill Not long ago, in paradise, you said A sentence soft as breath that I keep by my bed I kept so calm a face, but my hands were never steady I climbed the harbor steps at dewfall, my speech rehearsed and unready Stay at the sill Breathe, be still Stay at the sill The surf on the wall Now the tide has reached the third of the harbor steps And the sea against the wall sobs the way that I have wept Your hair comes down, the pins ring on the floor I sit at your knees, nothing left to ask for Ah! Give back the words you gave to me Give back the words I gave to you Give back the words you gave to me Stay at the sill Breathe, be still Pins out of your hair Salt-spray on the stair Pines hushed in awe The surf on the wall Yesterday you said you would stay I watch your lips and wonder who else heard them say Your eyes are dark, your eyes are kind Look at me, tell me, were you true while I was gone Ah, give back the words I gave to you Give back the words you gave to me Give back the words I gave to you Paradise heard it By the open sill To keep you still Stay at the sill Wave on wave, wave on wave Stay at the sill To keep you still For a sigh and a loose pin And the salt-dew on your wrist I'd give the tide for your hair I'd give the tide for your eyes I'd give the tide for your lies The tide goes out, and you did not stray Mad dream, gone away The sea drains away, and you did not stray The sea drains away, and you did not stray --- "Surf On The Wall" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
