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Cameo Locket On an isle in a frozen lake On a plane descending in the night On a streak of bad luck On top of the world In the quiet hours before dawn In the midst of my workday, hands cut and blistered In the back of a movie theater In the time of rememberance When the moon is full When the moon is new When the moon is hidden by unseen clouds When I pretend to be reading a newspaper As I stare at my morning coffee As I drive down the freeway As I watch the sun sink behind the western sea As I lie in the arms of another From my window which looks out at the storied hills From the place where I stood in the desert one day From a sleepless motel room From a state of failed forgetfulness Before the fathomless ocean Before the gathering storm Before I lock my front door Before I pull off my boots Among friends Among strangers Among the tall trees Among other fools like me Under the stars Under the empty sky Under the spreading boughs Under the boss's angry glare Upon a mountain ridge Upon a streetcar Upon my word Upon my life I dream of you. |
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