I look upon a book of peoms
Done by a single man
And wonder how he got all those words
Inside a single book
Energy and a bird
Good near and far
The Far part I got
The Near part is hard
To learn the Near part is hard
That is the trick
The shadows descend upon me and Moses
Upon me and Isaiah
We got the Far part
It is the Near part that's the trick
I hear the beat of Ezekiel's band
And the clarinet of Moses
It ain't the Far part, Charley
It's the Near part we gotta learn.
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