You are a lighthouse with your cigarette,
telling men to stay away from shore.
But the wind is on my side tonight
and the tide is good so I’ll go by moonlight
I’ve sailed these seas before, and nothing’s gonna keep me away.
And when I woke you were standing by the window,
silhouetted by the rising sun.
And I saw that halo around your head
and I thought you must be an angel and that I must be dead but
if this is heaven, why do I feel like I’ve been here before?
And I don’t know why I came back again and again,
but it had something to do with the salt on your skin and
I guess that’s why I’ll always go back to the sea.
Oh, the smell of cigarettes and the smell of sin,
it all comes back to me when the tide comes in.
And if I can’t have you, I know the ocean will always take me.
And there’s something soft about the breeze that reminds me of your sigh.
And in the blueness of the waves I can almost see your eyes and I
may be searching for something that I’ll never find
because I don’t know I want to keep you off of my mind, oh,
please don’t leave me here all alone with my mind.
And even though I miss you every now and again
the thing I think I miss most is the salt on your skin and
I guess that’s why I’ll always go back to the sea.
Oh, the smell of cigarettes and the smell of sin,
it all comes back to me when the tide comes in.
And if I can’t be you, beside the ocean is where you’ll find me.
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023
These two tracks by the Chicago folk singer were produced by Jackson and her frequent collaborators KAINA, Sen Morimoto, and Nnamdi. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 27, 2023