Into the void, we dropped a parable
While laughing love's light was leading hysteria
A burning lantern that dims all fears of
The comfort of night on the eve of the turning tide
Out of the street the cardboard mime speaks
Out of the street and into the mind
Love, lead them away from the water they drink
Love, lead them back to my bread and my wine
Awaken from this trance beside the sweet starry sadness
Your unhappy cup is full with a drop's worth of time
The moments will pass unnoticed if allowed to
Gather your gladness about us with mine
Monday, January 14, 2008
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Ominous.
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