30 October 2008


there is no question that the night is long
with clouds unbroken in the sky above
we want to give slow-moving time a shove
with urgent purpose we await new song
this calendar that warns of winter's wrong
our hearts demand the springtime morning dove
return of flowers reawoken love
days may be cold but hope is very strong
all that we know is how much each must rue
those painful stories of a different map
on which new facts and new lines would be writ
but now we find that not a thing was true
each noble tale  has turned out to be crap
and we need help to get out of the shit

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