Let Timber Hold – Dustin Tebbutt

Bows broke the night
Let timber hold
Those bleaking winds
Carry us home
My own resolve
Lay down the ropes
Master my own
My heart’s resolve

You shared my water
From separate shoals
And take my cover
Let bones be bones
Hulls in concord
For the taste of salt
To sever mooring
Let bones be bones

Bows broke the night
Let tinder smoke
Blows broke your side
But won’t touch your hope
My only lie
Through squall and sorry
This is my oak
Holding on to long

You shared my water
From separate shoals
And take my cover
Let bones be bones
Hulls in concord
For the taste of salt
To sever mooring
Let bones be bones