Michael Graves and the Excavators - Spring (Long)
When "I" fell, it was spring
But that don't mean anything
We're all awake and trembling
In fear of everything, now dear
You're not remembering
It's not enough to get us through tonight
But pretending
All the rest is alchemy
There's people dying by the balcony
For this immodest inattention
When the first ship sails
Bathes the serene
So ends my dream of dreams
Now that cold, familiar wind
Signals to begin, and
One by one they all come in
Like that old religion
This natural system
My whole existence in an instant
All the rest is history
You know enough to leave
A little mystery for me
When the body fails
You face the serene
So ends my dream of dreams
Written by:
Michael Grotell
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