Does the Day Feel Long¿

Red cabin, red dusk, red chair sitting in the last of the sun
Baby does the day feel long?
Watching the screen blow in and the hummingbird swarm
The lake goes silver, the sailboats lean
The fire escapes made of wood
Upstairs window waving green to a throat too full to sing any good

In the shake of a tail another year will be over
Feels like it's just been spring into summer
Now, but baby does the day feel long?
Watching the sun spread thick on the worn-out lawn
On the blue and beat up dock by the curl of the bay
When the suds spread out on a hoop
Could fish out a shinier haul
In the summer sun with the day so long
The next catch feels like a long time coming

You don't gotta say what's troubling you, honey
All my thinking back has been strung up between two tall trees
Some kind of language learned in the country
Grapes filled with a million seeds each
A wasp along a wooded wall, a pump house overgrown

Baby does the day feel long?

Out going with a brown leg and a beautiful gong

Say manhole, from your lips fine, bowed and barnacled
Of teeth below, and baby does the day feel long?
When you can barely see the shoreline from the ship's top crow
So you say, "Hey, can you hear me, my lamb?
Come near me, my love, my song, don't leave me alone"
And the day feels long
When the fog lifts to show the mountains and to show
Your red cabin in a red red dusk
A red chair sitting in the last of the sun

Baby does the day feel long?
Even after it's dark and day has already gone