The Sea Of Cortez

When the motor stops, I can't sleep
There's nothing so quiet as a boat under anchor
And the black amnesias in heaven
Are lighting the Sea of CortezAll the wishing sounds and kissing sounds
Are all missing sound in a boat alone
Without a spring after winter and a fall over summer
Is there anyone else alive outside?So vulgar to send these brakes to the bend
On the empty blue side of the moon
Where you broke your body, you kept on wandering
And I'm still listening but your still drowningYou broke your body before I could get to you
The dew soaks the deck like the breeze hits your neck
And it's morning when your hair finds your eyes
Mourning eyes, California can't see the sun rise