
Me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody
I see
And a paper picture of just how bad she must look raised itself up
before her minds eye
irises the same color as her skin
Your love is too thick
How did she know?
I got close
And the heart that beat inside it had not for a single moment
stopped in her hands
Your love is too thick
Just cry
Follow the tree flowers, only the flowers
as they go, you go.
You will be where you want to be when
they are gone
Breathe hard I can find you
Your love is too thick
I’m too old and I seen too much
How did she know?
Giving advice; passing messages, healing the sick, loving,
cooking, loving, preaching, singing, dancing and loving
everybody like it was her job and hers alone
Your love is too thick
No that’s one question. There’s one more
Where’s the blood?
She decided to do something with the fruit worthy
of man’s labor and his love
I hear. I hear
She moved him
She left me
Just me
Just cry.
No thank you
You got to love you, you!
Love it hard
I got close
Yonder they do not love your flesh. They despise it.
They open the sun but not to the birds.
Love it hard
Me? Me?
To lay it down sword and shield
We need some kind of tomorrow

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