Carry me home
home to the creek
and the water
and the leaves on the trees.
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I only have apples for you,
Winesap apples
hanging red and green
from twisted trees
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here you shall find me
must find me
we must meet
having met, we must
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I checked my closet today
Shall I wear my feelings on my sleeve
Will it be my waistcoat of sadness
with the hopeless cape of yesterday
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The fire is not out.
It burns like fire, like pain, like, you know, pain.
Water waiter, water for my fire, water, sweet clear cool water.
Words won't do. Words or work won't do.
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