Stair 9 from Snacks by Jack Tolan

How do you move like a gull
Your wings are still and yet still you soar
Is it just good timing we’ve found
Or a gentle fall back to the ground

The edgeless blur, sea of green
Peopled by the ancients
Rushing through this ever unfolding dream
Their silence echoes their patience

The view from stair nine
Stretches far beyond that borderline
I’ll never see what’s yours to see
So I’ll keep looking for mine

A buoyant thought breaks on through
I’m a ship at the whim of the ocean
Rising up from things I once knew
Is a resigned quietude… to the mercy of motion

I take the longer road back to the sand
In the off-chance I’ll catch your path
My feet move slowly, strangers in this land
But I know the fog will lift, when I make you laugh again

The view from stair nine
Stretches far beyond that borderline
I’ll never see what’s yours to see
So I’ll keep searching for mine

We take another pull from that sweet Rueda potion
And let the mist wet our clothes
Must be a reason why we’re swept up in this motion
Caught between what’s gone and yet to come

Then you said “although you can’t see it
There’s a lightness that accompanies the dark
So when you’re walking with your hands brushing the wall
Just feel what’s yours, and you’ll find your spark”

The view from stair nine
Stretches far beyond that borderline
I’ll never see what’s yours to see
So I’ll keep looking for mine

The view from stair nine
Stretches far beyond that borderline
I’ll never see what’s yours to see
So I’ll keep searching for mine

I’ll never see what’s yours to see
So I’ll keep looking for mine

• Acoustic
• Folk
• guitars
• male female vocal
• transcendental
• Jackson