now we can say
that nothings lost
and only change
brings round the prophecy
well now it’s melting
the solid frost
was once a veil on greener landscapes
we would see
beneath my surface
the water’s heating
and steam comes up and out the tears
you see me shine
for every strange and bitter moment
there was never a better time
for every pleasure
exacts its pain
how you hurt me how you were good to me beneath my window
a mournful train
that makes me smile
at my bad poetry
but beneath my surface
a song is rising
and it may be simple
well it hides its true intent
we may be looking for our deliverence
but it has already been sent
it’s in the night fall
when the light falls
and what you’ve seen
isn’t there anymore
it’s in our blind trust
love will find us just like it has before
they’re sending soldiers
to distant places
x’s and o’s
on someones drawing board
like green and plastic
but with human faces
and they want to tell you
it’s a merciful sword
but with all the blood
newly dried in the desert
can we not fertilize the land with something else
there is no nation
by god exempted
lay down your weapons
and love your neighbor as yourself
it’s in the night fall
when the light falls
and what you’ve seen
isn’t there anymore
it’s through our blind trust
love will find us just like it has before