Oliver James

On the way to your brother's house in the valley, dear By the river bridge, a cradle floating beside me In the whitest water on the bank, against the stone You will lift his body from the shore and bring him home Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer On the kitchen table that your grandfather did make You and your delicate way will slowly clean his face And you will remember when you rehearsed the actions of An innocent and anxious mother full of anxious love Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer Walk with me down Ruby Beach and through the valley floor Love for the one you know more Love for the one you know more Back we go to your brother's house emptier, my dear The sound of ancient voices ringing soft upon your ear Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer Oliver James, washed in the rain No longer