Eric Bachmann
Oracle of the Maritimes
I planned a dream inside a dream
With your uncle
A fisherman who died
The oracle of the maritimes
Too cloudy to see fireworks
We would ride
A chest of drawers into the waves
His granite hand held mine
I asked him how to tell you
How much I could love you
'Cause I've never been so sure of anything
Sometimes I feel so beautiful
It's strange for a tomboy
Bruises up her legs
Your big hand holds my face
Sometimes I feel so ugly
I'm afraid, worry nesting in my hair
Shedding like a Christmas tree
Surely there's a real woman coming to erase me
There's no way I could tell you
How much I could love you
'Cause I've never been so scared of anything
And I'm not even wearing underwear
In no way exotic, I just forgot to
And I'm too much for people, so I gauge
And shout my thoughts at you from a distance
And that's no way to tell you
How much I could love you
Though I've never been so sure of anything
He let go of my hand
And passed me an oar
The oracle of the maritimes
He said "Come on, sweet girl, let's find you an ocean
That goes with your eyes"
He said "Come on, sweet girl, let's find you an ocean
That goes with your eyes"