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: 'So the outlaws slew off city walls and clasped as one mighty hand
: And sin became sainthood all across the land
: The poor were not hungry and the storekeepers ran...'
: Dreamt a life, lived a Dream, of one journeying man
: Whose mind, heart, and soul traveled horizons in span
: The settling dust of revolutions bang...
: 'That moment, that lucidity, forever' he sang
: Then a restless hypocrisy crawled out as a snake on the sand
: And in one dreary echo this epiphany rang: More likely than not we'd all
: be drops of rain
: Not snow flakes or ice patterns on window panes
: If even a rebels Dream was a world that became
: As one lone novelist with six billion pen names
: So perhaps there's just one war in which we all were slain
: And the mute on the corner had nothing to say
: But if I listened close on that blasted day
: I'd step out of my boots and just let the note wane
: ....
: As grass grew between concrete on the roads of my brain
: I know that I'd rather not be one
: In a sacred spiral I'll have my views spun
: But I know I'd rather not be one
: Maybe it's a fear of falling into the sun
: But I know I'd rather not be one
: Let my lightning strike rods, let me make mistakes
: Let me stake out the gods, and I'll rake all my bones
: In the process of bringing them home
: I'd rather weep floods on Earth than oceans on Mars
: Suffer with me closer not farther apart
: For rising waters hold answers, not land afar
: Phone the residence, phone the president, phone the czar
: And the preacher's stone voice he's been calling to me
: I laugh as I say 'beliefs not so bad kept in bags of tea
: Just don't let it steep too long or you'll be bitter like me
: Remember that smile that lit your face at age three
: And don't let it go for all you think you can see'
: Between Egypt's lost library and your own lost car keys
: I swore there was something elucidated by autumnal breeze
: And I could not have left, but oh, I let it leave
: I start to recall but it all turns to mist
: In power, in form, in fact, it may not exist
: So I turn from my thoughts, and I see without wit
: That the moon light on river never shone quite like this
: Mitochondria and nuclei, they toasted to this
: And their wine was the last puzzle piece for the Dreamer to fit
: But the universe quenched its thirst and so held a frown
: Cried floods that washed away time,
: Cry away sight
: Cry away sound
: Then nothing held nothings hand just so it wouldn't drown
: So the stars hung around, hung around
: Yes, the stars hung around, hung around...
: Perched on the starboard we watch light dance, river roiling
: All the while, a billion callused hands below deck are rowing
: And the debutantes above us cast away light with their lotion
: Then a hand from a Dream tapped us all on our shoulders
: It summoned such commotion! Seems our synapses faltered!
: The rowers jumped ship and swam for the ocean
: The debutantes could not look at the splintering oars
: Because they knew that the sight returned them to all fours
: The captain stole away on the only lifeboat he had stored
: But he did not know how to swim when his vessel was swarmed
: And our peers on mid deck, gave a frown or a tear
: Perhaps threw a life preserver if one was near
: Most could not know, just what to expect
: "Is it over? Is it over?" a grown voice wailed from top deck
: You stare in my eyes
: Your legs struggle to stand
: My eyes stare at a pair, a woman and man
: Lopsided in sideways waterfall strands
: Paddling ocean-bound, with their two children in hand
: "Will you remember?" you ask me, "How the light shines
: now on this river?"
: "This moment, this lucidity, forever" I answer
: We grab hands and fall overboard as two stars from a dipper
: Overboard, into Sols reflection and the water would not ripple
: While most onlookers will tell you that we must have drowned
: Though we made no sound, we hung around
: We hung around
: The journeying man awoke
: The snake turned to rope
: And the mute in the corner
: Still never spoke
: The outlaws wore ties
: The debutantes went broke
: And the stone voiced preacher never did hear this joke
: What was, was not really
: What is, never will be
: And what will be? What was?
: Who knows?
