Brook and Branch - The Weather Station, Baby Eagle

Where did you go?

By brook or by branch

Down a steep road

How did you go?

Like a ghost in the shipyard quarantined for foreign sins

And the mistakes of my youth

Why did you go to Parrsboro

When you could have stayed

Here with me?

I don’t know

I was growing old

By brook and by branch

Every age must pass

Every age must pass

Silently

Like a spook in the woods

Or a crow at the window calling for meat

I saw your name at the bottom of an old love letter

It was dragging like an anchor

At the bottom of the harbor in Parrsboro

In Parrsboro