Love Takes A Long Time


Words and Music by Douglas Osborne



I was born on a sea of sail and wood

washed up at 23

shore looks pretty good

at three inches away from me


my face my face

near thy blue and inviting place

my hand my hand

near the sand it can’t understand


Love takes a long time...


We were wed on a train of leather and steam

split by an axe of gold

drawn from what we dream

by the lies that we’ve been told


my soul my soul

might not reach its goal

my eyes my eyes

had a focus none too wise (but they saw)


Love takes a long time..


I died on a bed of wheel and fire

untied for a life of green

fields say I’m a liar

like any savior I’ve ever seen


my love my love

that I lost in the stars above

my dream my dream

seems to have lost its gleam


love takes a long time…


ⓒ 2014 Douglas Osborne