Book of Longing
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I pray for courage Now I’m old To greet the sickness And the cold I pray for courage
If it be your will That I speak no more And my voice be still As it was before I will speak no more
And who by fire, who by water, who in the sunshine, who in the ni… who by high ordeal, who by common… who in your merry merry month of m… who by very slow decay,
Dance me to your beauty with a bur… Dance me through the panic 'til I… Lift me like an olive branch and b… Dance me to the end of love Dance me to the end of love
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don’t dwell on what
Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old-fashio…
I loved you in the morning, our ki… your hair upon the pillow like a s… yes, many loved before us, I know… in city and in forest they smiled… but now it’s come to distances and…
One by one, the guests arrive The guests are coming through The open-hearted many The broken-hearted few And no one knows where the night i…
It’s four in the morning, the end… I’m writing you now just to see if… New York is cold, but I like wher… There’s music on Clinton Street a… I hear that you’re building your l…
Out of the thousands who are known or want to be known… maybe one or two are genuine and the rest are fakes, hanging around the sacred precinct…
The ponies run, the girls are youn… The odds are there to beat You win a while, and then it’s don… Your little winning streak And summoned now to deal
Everybody knows that the dice are… Everybody rolls with their fingers… Everybody knows that the war is ov… Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixe…
Ah we’re drinking and we’re dancin… and the band is really happening and the Johnny Walker wisdom runn… And my very sweet companion she’s the Angel of Compassion
The light came through the window, Straight from the sun above, And so inside my little room There plunged the rays of Love. In streams of light I clearly saw
I can’t make the hills The system is shot I’m living on pills For which I thank G-d I followed the course