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IN THE MORNING LINDA DIES
The morning of the flood,
it was the morning Linda died,
while I was busy cutting diamonds
with the corners of my life,
we drew a full house on the river,
it was erased before our eyes,
we know although things last forever,
they must change their shape sometimes.
I am safe and I am sorry
in the evergreens at night,
and I am looking through your window,
I am staring at your mind
when Linda dies,
and Linda dies,
and Linda dies.
It seems to me forever
I've been waiting in this tree,
and so I go now by Goliath,
I am my favorite enemy.
We are careless with our wishing,
with the truths we tell through teeth.
You be careful what you pay for,
when the soul is your receipt.
They are boarding up the phone,
they are boarding up their eyes,
you will board open your hands,
I will board the kites of time.
Deliver me tomorrow,
care of sleep, my moving boat,
but it can take me only so far,
only so far yet to go
when Linda dies,
and Linda dies,
and Linda dies.
We have cut through most of Georgia,
not two hundred miles to go.
We are all buried in the Jordan,
turns our spirits white like snow.
There is a door within its palm,
it will not hit us where we go.
DAS - Lutz, Florida, USA
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