Dawn Is Coming
I see blue sublime haze of Joni's voice
singing us this song to set us free
I see Joni's raspy, wispy, blue sublime voice
taking me back to college days when we spoke of freedom
immersing that wounded child in love
backed by a chorus of angels
on the pale white horse
riding into the sunset
telling me that truth is coming
love in every soul on planet
all but the last parasites of humanity
dawn is coming brothers and sisters.
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