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You led the way to off-white walls |
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and wooden floors and open doors |
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and birds and birds and birds |
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and all with dusty backs |
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among these books all leather-jacketed |
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but i could only find, in my own time, |
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the way to Arizona's yellow tent |
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afloat upon the lake. |
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And I'm alone but in another way. |
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I found a black bat tangled in a birch tree. |
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If I'm a body, you're a blanket on me. |
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If I'm a forest youre the field at my feet. |
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If I'm a corner that the dark backs into |
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you're the darkness that this corner clings to. |
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If I'm the mountain with the moon above me |
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I, the mountain, choose the moon to envy. |
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And there's a line on my palm |
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I know it's not very long |
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I know it's not what you want |
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but there's a light in the dark |
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and there'll be light if I'm gone. |
