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Come sit beside me on this creaking wooden porch
While we are yet young Let us stare Out into the desert and up at the mountains And this world which will always be young and bright Doesnt have to put up a fight Not for the likes of us It has time on its' side Come sit beside me my love Let us listen for the pain in the wind which runs like water There is death in the sunlight and dirt While our dreams are still high and intangible like clouds And our love is uncorrupted and unrepentant When we kiss,the mountains move farther away The ringing in our heads stopped when we found the only way to answer it We have crowned ourselves "king and queen of the crapheap" While our lungs are yet un-burnt While our teeth are still as sharp as our eyes Come sit beside me Right now we watch Waiting to see what runs towards us out of the sand Before hiding in the house,fearful as mice in holes But the next time we sit here Years and years from now After visits to a doctors' office Where all the paintings and magazines in the lobby are for sale We wont hear what is growling low among the cacti It was running towards us the entire time We will only wait For it to come to us |
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Come sit beside me my love
Let us listen for the pain in the wind which runs like water I like this very much |
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Nice!
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Thought provoking. I thought this was well put together, and it left some vivid thoughts in my mind.
Thank you. |
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