American Idyll

yes, the river knows

Monday, April 16, 2012

Four Eyes


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10/29/77

7/14/90

there comes a redeemer
but he slowly too fades away
there follows behind him
a wagon that's loaded with clay
the seeds that were silent
now burst into bloom and decay
the night comes so quiet
it's close on the heels of the day
wake up to find out that
you are the eyes of the world
the heart has its beaches
its homeland and thoughts of its own
wake now, discover that you are
the song that the morning brings
the heart has its seasons
its evenings and songs of its own

OUTSIDE HERMIT CANYON


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