64 Pieces

you can’t always let the devils

take over/ the moon’s frosted low

forces a deep smile on my face/

a setting beach sun/ rising with

a distant summer dream/ tonight…

tonight we wil eat our Lord’s pie

and drink/ sweet dark promises of

America/ sons and daughters

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