Crying

Asleep on beds of leaves of grass
Counting stars and sands of time
This earthen vessel will not last
My ghost will leave its shell behind
For occult realms and other worlds
In other words, I feel that I'm
A pilgrim on a narrow way
A mortal lead by the divine
Through inner space and awkward timings
Energies and essences
Asking all life's deep questions
Like what love is
What turns lead to gold
And my cold heart to flesh
I can feel it in my viscera
My home is somewhere else

I was crying, the shadows are stretched out
I was crying out, "the shadows are stretched"

With acuteness of thought
And precision of language
I speak the truth in love
You laugh in self defense
It's Heaven's discretion
whether you accept
I call this night witness
Now choose: life or death

I was crying, the shadows are stretched out
I was crying out, "the shadows are stretched"
I was crying, the shadows are stretched out
I was crying out, "the shadows are stretched"



Credits
Writer(s): John Roseboro
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