Unkind and Unwise

He was brought up in a house of women
In a city of heat that gave its children
Faith in the fable of coral and fish,
Told them the world was something to miss.I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, I'm gone.That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.
That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.The salt in the wind moves over the mudflats
Sticks to your skin and rusts up the lights,
Blows through the ferns that breathe in the dark,
I try to forget but it's so hard.I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, I'm gone.That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.
That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.What was once is a falling star;
It'll hit you and hurt you and open your heart.
Burn in a river tangled with reeds
While a crane on the water silently feeds.I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, I'm gone.That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.(repeat till cicadas join in the fun)