para siempre (anatomyoffire) wrote,
para siempre
anatomyoffire

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i went awalkin a ramblin dream
i came to a door in a wandering stream
it piled up the current, folding the waves
collecting in baskets the river i made


this is a vision of the things that i love
even in dreams i can’t get enough
where am i going and what do i have
what do i have to give up if i have to go back


you were a guide that i met on the way
kissing my mouth with the words of the saints
holding me up in the current at night
holding me up when i didn’t have the fight


we are the homeless, the makers of time
the lovers of being and the poets of lies
we live in our bodies and we sidestep the shore
walk into each other, the house of the lord


this is a vision of the things that i love
even in dreams i can’t get enough
where am i going and what do i have
what do i have to give up to get back
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