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As it stands...
There’s no fire on the mountain.
There’s no voice calling us home.
There’s no staff turned, there ain’t no stone turned to fountain,
There’s no debt, and nothing earned.

You, my love:
You’re the sign and the wonder.
You’re the grace of the earth.
You took the last of my selfish hunger and you gave me honest work.

Years to come, not one soul will remember
What it is here that we have done.
The only thing that keeps these wild blues held together
Is the spirit that we put in them.

My heart used to hunt for some great final purpose.
My heart used to hunt for design.
But I don’t sing anymore for the hunt.
I sing for us.
Hallelujah. We’re here. We’re alive.

So.
Every night, we’ll run howling through the north wood.
And we’ll welcome every breaking day.
Because, even now, all of this could end so many different ways.

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from Cosmic Dread Country, released October 31, 2018

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