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HAMMER AND A NAIL
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HAMMER AND A NAIL,
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Clearing webs from the hovel
a blistered hand on the handle of a shovel
i've been digging too deep
i always do
i see my face on the surface
i look a lot like narcissus
a dark abyss of an emptiness
standing on the edge of a drowning blue
I look behind my ears for the green
and even my sweat smells clean
glare off the white hurts my eyes
i gotta get out of bed
get a hammer and a nail
learn how to use my hands
not just my head
i think myself in a jail
now i know a refuge never grows
from a chin in a hand
and a thoughtful pose
gotta tend the earth
if you want a rose
I had a lot of good intentions
sit around for fifty years
and then collect a pension
started seeing the road to hell
and just where it starts
but my life is more than a vision
the sweetest part is acting
after making a decision
started seeing the whole
as a sum of its parts
And i look behind my ears for the green
and even my sweat smells clean
glare off the white hurts my eyes
gotta get out of bed
get a hammer and a nail
learn how to use my hands
not just my head
i think myself in a jail
now i know a refuge never grows
from a chin in a hand
and a thoughtful pose
gotta tend the earth
if you want a rose
My life is part of the global life
i'd found myself becoming more immobile
when i'd think a little girl in the world
can't do anything
a distant nation my community
and a street person my responsibility
if i have a care in the world
i have a gift to bring
I look behind my ears for the green
even my sweat smells clean
glare off the white hurts my eyes
i gotta get out of bed
get a hammer and a nail
learn how to use my hands
not just my head
i think myself in a jail
now i know a refuge never grows
from a chin in a hand
and a thoughtful pose
gotta tend the earth
if you want a rose
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Clearing webs from the hovel a blistered hand on the handle of a shovel i've been digging too deep i always do i see my face on the surface i look a lot like narcissus a dark abyss of an emptiness standing on the edge of a drowning blue I look behind my ears for the green and even my sweat smells clean glare off the white hurts my eyes i gotta get out of bed get a hammer and a nail learn how to use my hands not just my head i think myself in a jail now i know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand and a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if you want a rose I had a lot of good intentions sit around for fifty years and then collect a pension started seeing the road to hell and just where it starts but my life is more than a vision the sweetest part is acting after making a decision started seeing the whole as a sum of its parts And i look behind my ears for the green and even my sweat smells clean glare off the white hurts my eyes gotta get out of bed get a hammer and a nail learn how to use my hands not just my head i think myself in a jail now i know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand and a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if you want a rose My life is part of the global life i'd found myself becoming more immobile when i'd think a little girl in the world can't do anything a distant nation my community and a street person my responsibility if i have a care in the world i have a gift to bring I look behind my ears for the green even my sweat smells clean glare off the white hurts my eyes i gotta get out of bed get a hammer and a nail learn how to use my hands not just my head i think myself in a jail now i know a refuge never grows from a chin in a hand and a thoughtful pose gotta tend the earth if you want a rose
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