Joan Shelley - Teal Lyrics

Shock of teal blueBeneath clouds gatheringAnd a line of emptied blackOn the waves at the horizonLike a glimpse into cold, dark spaceWhere I go when I've been short with youAnd bad with wordsAnd I have hurt the tender things around meAs to break your windowFor the immediate reliefTo tear apart summer's stuffy and stale roomsTo tear apart summer's stuffy and stale roomsFor fresh air and wind and wavesFor fresh air and wind and wavesLooking further into the distanceThe bones of my neck liftedFrom their inward curving lineOh love, escape this inward lifeWhen you have spoiled it at the tableLike a child in a fit of protestScreaming out just to hear your nameLike a child who would break the windowFor fresh air and wind and wavesFor fresh air and wind and wavesTo tear apart summer's stuffy and stale roomsTo tear apart summer's stuffy and stale roomsFor fresh air and wind and wavesFor fresh air and wind and wavesFor fresh air and wind and wavesCreating the work for winter