Daughter of a Dove - Moonface, Spencer Krug

The daughter of a dove keeps me

I have found a love among the thorns

Breakwater to the sea keeps me

There is an ageing arm across a naked waist

There is a fallen tree against a perfect January snow

And that’s as spiritual as I need to be

That’s as spiritual as I need to be

We all know safety

Is a blessing and a curse

Like Mary’s baby

Staring back up at Mary

So when they said, «Turn up the kick drum;

turn up the snare»

I turned away to see my baby put a flower in her hair

Now I’m doing flips at the edge of the pool

Sophomore, junior, fool

The things I do and the things I say

I know they’re more than just a little way from each other

More than just a little way

But people: I’ve been operating under the impression that that’s okay

When all of your heroes have had their sons

And all of your heroes have had their daughters

And all of your heroes have left you

And all you have left is all of this water

Well all you can do, all you can do

Is secure your bird heart and sail towards the edge

But I am just an arm hanging in the sun

And that’s as spiritual as I know how to be

Said that’s as spiritual as I know how to be

Said I am just an arm hanging in the sun

Where the daughter of a dove keeps me

So when they said, «turn up the kick drum;

turn up the snare»

I turned away to see my baby put a flower in her hair

Now I’m just crossing shit off my list at the edge of the pool

Five four three two

The one thing the wise man would do is waste away

But the one thing that I’m going to do is take a name

My name is the bay

My name is the bay

My name is the bay

My name is the bay

Breakwater to the sea

That’s as spiritual as I need to be

Breakwater to the sea

That’s as spiritual as I need to be

Breakwater to the sea

That’s as spiritual, as spiritual as I need to be

The daughter of a dove keeps me

A break, breakwater to the sea

Just strong enough to hold back the waves

As they roll in, roll in, roll in, roll in, roll in

And I should have told you sooner I’ll be relying on you baby

And I should have told you sooner I think you’re just like me

And I guess I should’ve told you I am sometimes just an arm

Just another arm hanging out a window on a highway in the sun

Or a fallen tree against a January snowbank

Or a break, break, break, break, breakwater to the sea

A breakwater to the sea

That’s as spiritual as I need to be

The daughter of a dove keeps me

Break, breakwater to the sea

Breakwater to the sea

That’s as spiritual as I need to be

The daughter of a dove keeps me