house by the sea


there is a house by the sea

two jealous sisters, they’re waiting for me

and one is laid on the floor

and one is changing the locks on the doors

and i’ve been buying the time on my knees

and i’ve been selling their blankets to bleed

around the house by the sea

the scent of roses and raspberry leaves

and there is smoke in my clothes

too much time with just smoke in my nose

and i’ve been making the meaning they lack

and i’ve been burning that book they come back too

there is a house by the sea

and an ocean between it and me

and like the shape of a wave

the jealous sisters will sing on my grave

and i’ve been living to run where they led

and i’ve been dying to rise from their bed

and i’ve been sparing my neck from their chain

and they’ve been changing the sound of my name

and i’ve been swimming to them in my sleep

and i’ve been dreaming our love and our freedom

-iron and wine, house by the sea

this song means to me that the time to prepare for leaving my office has come, especially in spring and summer evenings.

i finalize the last things i need to do, shut down my computer, look out of my window to the sky and the street.

the weather in these evenings is usually mild, warm and breezy; people – most of them students – are walking down with no rush, talking, laughing, also breezy.

i make my dinner plans, and before i close my office door, i hear the final notes from this mystic distant house by the sea.

who says mondays are hard in spring šŸ™‚


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