Grand central station
Rogue valley
A hummingbird has made
A surprising home
In the pocket of my coat
Seems like so long ago
I'm not sure now
What I wrote back then
A surprising home
In the pocket of my coat
Seems like so long ago
I'm not sure now
What I wrote back then
So many stories derailed
Somewhere on the line
The twisted tracks, the scholar's stacks
The altar cracks
The morning sun over the station
Flooding the shadows with light
Refracted through skyscrapers
And terminals a garden of grey
A place can become you
Its pulse becomes your own
It will melt you down
Then build you up
My mind is covered with burrs
Gathered along the trail
I can't shake them free
Now her lungs are full
And she is calling for me
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Mais ouvidas de Rogue valley
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- The Rutting Moon
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- False Floors
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- The Blackberry Moon
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- Jar Flies
- Mountain Laurels
- Orion
- Bay Of Pigs
- Blueprints
- Centralia, PA
- Et Al
- The Wolves And The Ravens
- Onward And Over
- Singing Grasshopper, Gathering Ant
- The Bottom Of The Riverbed
- Geese In The Flyway