Dwell in the Days

Somehow he knew not to feign illiterate
His cover was blown waiting for deliverance
I saw the look in his eyes
You'd think he never got in trouble before
And after all it's just a promise he made to you
Years ago and then forgot it—you dwell in the days
Before your face had found rage
He never really had a problem with that
Look at you now, yelling your name aloud
For all the world listen to that girl
Before her memory fades
Walk the ground but careful not to tip on the graves



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Writer(s): William Bryant
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