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The Sandpipers Call

 Sandpipers Call amongst the garbage
 along the shore,
 Tumbleweeds dance from dusk till dawn 
 Tumbleweeds roll as time goes by,
 And time should stand still for love?
 But:
 Only Tumbleweeds roll roll back and fro making love to the wind.
 Flying lost, in a blue sky, 
 never knowing why,
 Doves fly when curtains Call 
 Crying doves. Scatter, as curtains fall,
 Peregrine falcon,, hits  and death calls,,
 And a spray of bloody feathers,,
 In a garden of angels,, watch them fall,,
 As a cold east wind blows from the west 
 Marking the spot where Sandpipers Call.
 And Tumbleweeds yawn at break of dawn 
 And race each other down empty streets,
 only stopping to keep each other warm,
 Lost again where broken hearts meet 
 Dust storms. Whistle a warning,
 Broken windmills answer with creaking rusting calls that last forever.
 For time is the enemy of broken hearts,
 Leaving you breathless as,
 Strangers walk hand in hand among the garbage along the shore,
 where, Sandpipers Call.
 Tumbleweeds play hide and seek,
 .....until dawn, in the cemetery on the hill where old cowboys lie, 
 waiting for Jesus lost in the garbage along the shore.
 And Sandpipers mourn for dying doves.
 As Tumbleweeds the traveling kind 
 Remind us that love is blind as they March through broken windows
 and open doors, a spray of bloody feathers fall.
 Tumbleweeds play hide and seek until dawn
 Dust devil's whistle a warning, broken windmills answer with
 squeaking rusting  calls and they'll sing that way for broken hearts. 
 Lost forever.
 At last the Tumbleweeds, call to the dying Sandpipers, dying in 
 the rotting garbage and seaweeds strewn along the shore..   
 Home..

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