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Written by Jeff
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Friday, 05 December 2008 17:12 |
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Moblogging The Things We Sing |
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Written by Jeff
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Thursday, 28 June 2007 02:11 |
A new lyric... whatcha think?
-Jeff
In the garden
We were barely there
We didn't worry
We didn't care
There were never any... dust to dusters
In the garden
In the cool of day
We'd hear you near
You called by name
No fears or tears... or dust to dusters
In the garden
In a dream she came
You made my match
We played and sang
Ane we new the catch...no dust to dust curse
Have peace and ease
Just taste this bliss,
But listen please
Not this death kiss
What beauty: awaking time
The glory born in design
We'd only begun to know
Perfect till we had to go
History fell off a cliff
Scars were born from foolish lips
And we blame...And we blame...And we blame...And we blame...for our dust to
dust curse
Since the fall we're tearing earth
I hardly see what I'm worth
We kill and spill blood and such
The garden was just too much...for us dust to dusters
That garden is history
Just a dusty memory
Once You breathed the life within
Could You breathe inside again
Breathe life in me
Life in me
Live in me
Give in me
Lovingly
Lifting me...from the dust curse
Once You breathed the life within
Could You breathe inside again...in us dust to dusters
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On The Verdant Shoulder Of An Oklahoma Road |
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Written by Jeff
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Thursday, 28 June 2007 02:02 |
Here's a simple SDR photo made from two images I took beside the road in OK. |
