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From our place down there in the valley
We saw a movement in the hills.
Then we saw it was the hill itself.
What horror! Oh, what a thrill!
So we emptied every bottle
Like it was ceremonial
We burnt our tabernacle to the ground
We let it go
We’d spent all summer waiting for the miracle to come
For the grace of some gentle god…
Don’t that seem dumb now?
Just a bunch of stupid kids, all begging to be weighed and judged,
‘cos we thought that we knew the judge.
But we were wrong.
Lordy, were we ever wrong.
In those hungry months that followed,
I lugged my meanness everywhere.
I burnt my robe, I broke my staff, I cut off all of my hair.
I lost what faith I had known in my younger days.
I didn’t trust Van Morrison.
I didn’t want no human fellowship.
I didn’t love a goddamn thing.
But then you spit a little blood for a couple of months…
You gonna learn you some humility.
You’re gonna reconnect with the wildness of the country.
You’re gonna learn your debt,
and start to see that even solitary things need rest,
and often lean against each other.
So get a dog, man. Take a lover.
Baby, when you met me
I was an undecided thing
Somewhere between the man I was
And the man I thought that I could be.
I’ve known some failure, and a few small victories,
but - hand to god, baby - when I first saw you, I knelt down willingly.
No, there ain’t no final purpose,
And there ain’t no destiny.
It’s just timing and a little luck.
And ain’t that some wonder?
So, we won’t make plans on how its gonna end,
And we won’t make promises.
We’ll just lean into the work and we’ll keep going
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