There is a road not covered here
That lays upon the shadow land
Continues for a thousand years
Prepared before the breaking dawn
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The sun shines down
The breezes warm
The forest nearly
Shuttered green
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Chocolate brown buildings
Cast out shadows
On the bright day
The landscape of our healing
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In the cool green morning
They awake the people
Of the distant plains
Speaking the names
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As we ride beside this ocean
Sing to stars up in the sky
Leave behind all the commotion
Breathe to life these dreams tonight
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You were a dream
In the waking world
A postcard from the other side
A flourish in the summer rain
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Across the skyline
Buildings reach
Like great square teeth
For the grey
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The wind blows
The swamp willows
Like stalk brushes
That paint the midnight sky
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The rains fall on the mission
And the rainfall in the hills
The people who live at the mission
Are a long long way from home
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Sometimes you see
In a sunset
All golden dreams
Passed down from memory
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Rigid in space
The world in perspective
A little right rudder
So you can see
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As they rolled through the desert
Arizona receded in the distance
The evening scent of desert breeze
They made their way east
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they had finally found the money
in blank cold secret stares
listless and fragrant from the turning
of the fresh new earth
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A river of thought
A port of knowledge
Passing through the endless way
The true direction of all journeys
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The pacing light of morning
Broke the rhythm
Of the cold colored
Dark and early
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Tonight it rains on roofs of tin
A song of sleep whispering the news
Of our spoken name from uncounted drops
Born in silence of some crippled lake
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Distance And Time
There is a road not covered here
That lays upon the shadow land
Continues for a thousand years
Prepared before the breaking dawn
Of clover fields in endless song
From memory entwined in youth
And stepping on to cobblestone
That we could hear the sound of feet
So swift to chase the glimpse of years
Upon the face we call our own
2013 Tom Squires