Send The Lamb
3-31-16
They be all adulterers
I only see one way back
Into the place where I come from
Still stocking up on ammunition
The sky is not the limit
These are the horns that are scattered
I saw a man with a measuring line
As God answers with sweet and consoling utterances
Another angel comes out to meet me
There I've returned to Mount Zion with grace
Where we are all of one bread
After the glory hath he sent me
O, send the lamb.....
We Shall Not All Sleep
3-31-16
Bono does Beetles
So long, hello again
Deliver thyself that dwell with the daughter of Babylon
They will be spoil to their servants
Another conglomeration
Fleeing from the land of the north
My gift is well worth my suffering
Come the call of fire round about
The angels of Manhattan speaks
We shall not all sleep
As the dead rise incorruptible
We all have days like these
Enjoying every moment of my five day weekend
No matter how harsh the taste in my mouth
Lights out and music on
Hello again....
O, Golden Isthmus
3-31-16
Carried away to the Brook of the Willows
Moab refuses asylum
And turns up softer pillows
Yet still I shout Amen on the silver stream
Flowing into a golden isthmus
O, creator of reality and maker of the dream
Maybe it's you, yeah
I might look like a typewriter
As the computer overrides the skips
Of peril no more
Which hath reached to Jazer
For building on the intersection
And making the making of life
Waiting for my cold cash
May do they really hear?
From Sela to the wilderness
Elealea will cry out....
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