Sunday, May 06, 2007

Blue light, rain

looking for familiar faces in an empty windowpane

listening for the secret searching for the sound
but i could only hear the preacher and the baying of his hounds

willow sky i walk and wonder why
they say love your brother but you will catch it if you try

roll you down the line boy drop you for a loss
ride you out on a cold rail and nail you to a cross

november and more as i wait for the score
they're telling me forgiveness is the key to every door

a slow winter day a night like forever
sink like a stone float like a feather

- Robert Peterson, 1974, Ice Nine Music

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