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digging up
The same gladiolus blooms
Deep crimson inflorescence
Seeking structure in a wire wall
Blushing like ribald rhubarb
Mistook coy kale
Inspired by

We'll return to the dirt
Our veins soil to the Earth
Forward the relentless turn

Dust in the air floating in the beams
Held aloft by the so

To the boy I once knew
To the boy I knew
To the boy I knew
I gift you to the soil and to the worms to chew

To the girl you once knew
To the girl you

all rejoice in the fruits of life
Ain't that nice
The seeds have been planted
The rain brought the water
The soil's been prepared by our sons and our

of you Wasted time, I could have changed your life but I never will, never will Hold me tight, stand by my side but you never will, never will Wasted time,

the soil from which they came
Guard each galant warriors claim
I am the soil from which they came

Westwind with your splendure
Take my sisters by the hand

onto this Earth
The poisoned soil I'm still a son to
A coward can't endure

I am no coward
I am a prince

Against the strong wind
I keep my hands close

wasted, I can't feel my face
But that pussy looking good, lemme' get a taste
Turn that coochie into water, lemme' drive the boat
And she ask me if I love

nigga what's the issue, D.P.S we do it better nigga what's tha issue?
And if you stay down to the soil then i'm fuckin' with you.

D.P.S we do it better

a glimpse as it slips, right through my grasp
Fixated oh it's driving me blind
As breathless mountains just pass on by
Longterm the prospects aren't good

and I'll pretend that it all works out
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I know I said I wasted all those days by myself
And I'm not trying to play the victim here
I just wanna

dead all the ashes enter Lived in a box burned stakes ahead  
Buried with the lost and lonely wasted 
Strung by holy water blessed by nothingness grim

The Vineyard

Augie March

Strange Bird/Sunset Studies

of many colors in their creamy white suits
With their different colored hands dig in the soil for their roots
Of the dreamy conversation that the slender

And stars that died, no lie
I'm still rootin' for us, two foots in the soil
Rhymes forged that conjoin us to the cosmic
Spliff burning like crude oil, cool

Speak life into my all of my truths
Let the rain hit the soil, teach my flowers to bloom
Oh they bloom
Oh they bloom
Oh they bloom
Daddy said recognize

Time That Bald Sexton

Danielson

Ships

2006

by
Grabbing this old clock setter
By his bald gray forelock

All wasted on the job
My life span quickly shortening
And rushing and only half done

Red Earth

New Model Army

Anthology

2011

skulls
Sometimes this land looks empty â?? it plays so many tricks on you
The soil of dried blood-sown with seed of people
Overrun with armies that grow

Begin the Beguine

Jimmy Dorsey

Jazz Giants [WG]

2008

ever green.

I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they

Island

New Model Army

Anthology

2011

The wind blows keen across the ridge
Black against a charcoal grey
We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago
In the valley below the last

by the reins
Put me out to pasture where the sunflowers sprout
Plant me where the Sycamore sways
I'll be pushing up daisies come May they say I'm

It's there right beside me shape of a lie
Tied in a dream, hiding so safely
If only one knew how to seal up
A million vessels once drained by you

granted for so long?

All the wasted time
All the million hours
Pushing you away
Building up my wall
All the days gone by
To glare, to pout, to push

to west, her children stand tall
United under one flag, answering the call

The drummer leaving distant lands, the farmers’ sons so brave
Side by side with

the spirit of the motherland deep inside

(Verse 2)
We walk on the soil where our ancestors trod
Their strength and wisdom guide us
Oh my god
The beauty