The White Birch - The Hours lyrics

I can see Sailors and wives Wait out the skies And under the kneeling sun Days are done I can see Their sailed unfold Worn, on hold As they wait for spring And the seas it will bring I could have sailed on the hour On the winds of the day With salt taste from the showers Throughout every bay I waited for fall For days on end The hours they all Were so easily spent I can see Sailors and wives Imagining the eyes Of the storms stillborn Held by their horns I can see Summers turn cold In the breath of the old As they counts ships at sea And ways to be free I could have sailed on the hour On the winds of the day The sound of bell towers Gently fading away I waited for fall With days to spend The hours they all So easily end