Ocean Eyes

So you're ocean-eyed Harbour-hearted Won't you set your wreck upon my shore You were thunder-tongued and roaring Double drums against my door You're the tallest wave I saw that day Spread-armed and trouble-handed Did you break or did you bend my way The salty spray hit hard Darling, you're the first falling star that never landed You're the last and lightest rain That graces August's warmest day In the morning before the autumn wakes When summer's grave lays open Saw the wildfire in the naked flame I left my ache unspoken Til the hedgerow blazed, corn's gold greyed The old oak raised up walking So your youth won't bloom the way that you planned it to The roots have dried Darling you're the last living sign And you ain't talking I'm a Carvajal from Santiago Born in the New York bay And I can't pronounce the name my grandad gave me Though he called his son the same, this Francisco was no Saint He stepped out for cigarettes and just kept looking Though my daddy raised me good Someone's son he'll never be And my grandma never freed her wedding finger The prophet speaks, the concrete bleeds At the NYPD's feet he drowned I can't breathe As they pinned him down on his hometown pavement Eleven times he testified And the cops denied Without a trace of shame That the just cause for the vicious sin Wasn't just at all, between the veins And the bloodstained page of the dead man's skin They saw it scrawled, very small In the exact same place as his second name In his mother's face, in the melanin Heaven's crown may have found his head But the men walk proud who put him in his grave Eric Garner, say his name One of many What the world will give the world will take And nothing's sacred, nothing's safe The second son will celebrate and sorrow later So won't you take me as I am Spread-armed, trouble-handed Darling you're the first falling star Darling you're the first falling star Darling you're the first falling star That never landed