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The clouds hanging low on the mountains at dawn

Like an old t-shirt thrown on a chair

My dreams shimmer there on the edge of the day

And I long to remain unaware

But the light and the clock and the weight and the noise

Slide back into place in my chest

I cannot lie still in the swirling of time

And words will allow me no rest

You stand just past the edge of the light I can see

You speak and I struggle to hear it

I long to explain but I can’t find the words

It’s right there on the tip of my spirit

I swim through the street, I lean through the haze

I push through the current and tide

Straining to hear the soft voice in the wind

A memory, an omen or sign

I bow to the night at the end of the land

And the undertow pulls on my feet in the sand

You stand just past the edge of the light I can see

You speak and I struggle to hear it

I long to explain but I can’t find the words

It’s right there on the tip of my spirit

I wrestle and roll with these angels

We’re gasping for breath through our tears

I struggle and spin

Awake again

And I find I’m the only one here

You stand just past the edge of the light I can see

You speak and I struggle to hear it

I long to explain but I can’t find the words

It’s right there on the tip of my spirit

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