Lyrics
Gowanus
I see quiet people
Gathering berries, fishing, swimming
Living simply by green marshes
Their skin as dark as the bark of the trees
I see grass and I see boulders
I see brown and sturdy shoulders
I hear the sound of children’s laughter
And singing and chanting
And bickering and panting
And the sounds of calling after
I see mothers rocking babies to sleep
Fathers fishing in the harbor deep
Young girls weave and giggle and coo
Yes, I see them, too
And I see small boys standing on the shore
Arrested, mid-play by the sight of tall masts
On the darkening horizon
All words and music by Dave Hall ©
Publisher: Row House Music PRO: ASCAP
