Falling Into The West by Spirit Level

Falling Into The West

a land that only borrows
borrows the sun
from the gulls and the plow
on your dream`s horizon

in a dazzle of dust
this myth of forever
your green eyes in pines
and the wild singing river

will I see your face
pass the test
between the devil and the stars
falling into the west

I ran from gold fever
on a dead man`s horse
paid insult with blood
a preacher for remorse

hunger and the lash
led me to sail
now I`m drunk under a moon
red as your veil

looking for a place
to stand and rest
between the devil and the stars
falling into the west

a land that only borrows
borrows the sun
from the gulls and the plow
on your dream`s horizon

stars we questioned
now question me
can you keep a straight promise
on this crooked trail to the sea

looking for a place
to stand and rest
will I see you face
pass the test
between the devil and the stars
falling into the west

© Robert Cordrey July, 2021