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20070318 - Sunday Prayer XLIX

from The Song Diary I by Paleo

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SUNDAY PRAYER, xlix

Time & time again,
there is no water in the fountains here,
there just isn't any space left,
all the wishful fistfuls of change.
Bets are off. All pots are pinch pots.
Scissors running from the lynch mob.
I think it's best you left my dream,
dream for yourself. Make your own believe. I am, I am.

Time & time again,
give me hands given to violence.
I am returned without a word.
The loudest sound may yet go unheard,
like nature swallowing her hate of us.
The offended host yet makes a bed up,
but I wouldn't sleep if I were you,
the big sky blinking black and blue, I am, I am, I am.

But you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine.
From dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes.

Time & time again, I am, I am.

DAS - Kansas City, Missouri, USA

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from The Song Diary I, released April 15, 2007

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