Godtree
In the naked silence I heard
A voice calling saying things absurd
I know not to where I will
But you ought to know not;
Head down the hill
No pain, No gain, No flame, No shame
None whatsoever will know forever
You've tried my patience one
Too many times now you run
On down where you will see
No one can climb the GodTree
No way, No how, No pray, Not now
No one can stay together in the raw weather
War is our illusion to keep
Those who fear in eternal sleep
In the mountain where the shadows creep
Plays the silence of the baby's weep
Copyright © Daniel Mitchell | Year Posted 2008
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