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So, so long ago, |
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and so far away, |
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when Time was just a line |
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hat you fed me, |
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when you wanted to stay, |
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we'd talk |
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as soft as chalk, |
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till morning came, as pale as a pearl: |
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No time! |
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No, no time! |
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Now, I have got all the time |
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in the world. |
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Say, honey, did you belong to me? |
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Tell me, honey, |
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was your heart at rest when, darlin, |
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all the morning doves were howling us |
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a song of love's |
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godawful lawlessness? |
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Say, honey, did you belong to me? |
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Tell me, honey, did I pass your test? |
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I lay, as still as death, until the dawn, |
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whereupon I wrested from |
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that godawful lawlessness. |
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I roam around the tidy grounds |
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of my dappled sanatorium. |
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Coatless, I sit |
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amongst the moles, adrift, |
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and I dote upon my pinesap gum. |
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And the light, through the pines, |
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in brassy tines, |
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lays over me, dim as rum |
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and thick as molasses. |
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And so time passes. |
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And so, my heart, tomorrow comes. |
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I feel you, leaning, |
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out back with the crickets, |
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loyal heart marking the soon-ness, |
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darkness: |
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tonight, still, |
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the mourning doves |
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will summon us their song |
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of love's neverdoneing lawlessness |
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while, over and over-- |
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rear up! stand down! lay round!-- |
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trying to sound-out, |
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or guess the reasons, |
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I sleep like a soldier, without rest. |
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But there is no treason, |
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where there is only lawlessness. |
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In the last week |
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of the last year I was aware, |
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I took a blind shot, across the creek, |
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at the black bear, |
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when he roused me in the night, |
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and left me cowering with my light, |
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calling out |
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Who is there? |
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Who's there? |
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Who is there? |
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I watched you sleep, |
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repeating my prayer. |
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(Give love a little shove |
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and it becomes terror.) |
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Now I am calling, |
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in a sadness beyond anger |
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and beyond fear, |
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Who is there? Who's there? |
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Who is there? |
