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My heart floats like silk on the breath of the people it seems
Ripped from your cruel quilt unstitched from your smothering seams
Tell me where do the winds come from and where do the sea-waves start
Does the light that reflects from my head reach those distant stars
I'll listen to the music of the lyre strung low
As low as the workers I choose to follow
And I'll survey life from the vastness of the onward rush
And I'll sing to the cockroach that crawls through the dust

Measure the well by dropping a stone and counting the fall to the water
How far's the storm? See the lightning wait for the roll of thunder
From the flash to the crash and the drop to the splash
You go on counting silence.
You listen the the knock of my knuckles on the rock
of the scar of the wall that you've built
Your hour hand draws its wicked circle again
Because my heart floats like silk.

My heart floats like silk above the teeth of your brutal bear-traps
You live where life has stilled in the silence between the claps
Do you think that this isn't painful, to be drawn on your charity racks?
Can you hear the savage cry scream from my bowing back?
I'll listen to the rhythm of the animal's hooves
to whom can they pray when they march two-by-two
I'll survey life from the horror of its poor
and I'll try to hear their breathing above the waterfall's roar

Measure the well by dropping a stone and counting the fall to the water
How far's the storm? See the lightning wait for the roll of thunder
From the flash to the crash and the drop to the splash
You go on counting silence.
You listen the the knock of my knuckles on the rock
of the scar of the wall that you've built
Your hour hand draws its wicked circle again
Because my heart floats like silk.

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from There'll Be Flowers Come The Spring, released February 18, 2013

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