monday song #39: the i inside the hurricane

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twilight, late summer.

an almost sixth grader living in a small house out past dearborn.

he’s put his fidgets to bed, now he opens his mind.

so much to see when the world stops shaking.

hopes to go along with dreams.

though certainly less dreams.

 

this year will be better.

it has to be.

 

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  • Dana on

    Lyrics please!


  • Andy on

    Ha! Yeah, try as I might, hard to enunciate that many words at that speed. But never fear! Lyrics for all of the monday songs are available. Just click the Music tab at the top of the page and you will get a list of every monday song with links to the original post, lyrics, and also a direct download of the tune. The lyric page also has the song link so you can read along. (Haven’t worked out how to do the bouncing ball…)


  • Dana on

    Amazing imagery, as always. But this song’s really rich:
    “in your scattershotgun mind
    the blind beating the blind
    all hope is lost until you find the pain”
    Resontes.


  • Dana on

    Resonates.


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