Today Renate Caine asked for the lyrics to one of the songs I sing. Broadly topical, it seems to never go out of style. Now more than ever.
We all come from the same place,
and we all have to die.
What's all this dangerous nonsense,
what's with this great divide?
We've got nothing between us,
and there's noplace to hide
outside, the water's rising,
how'd the river get to be so wide?
Dig down deep,
dig as deep as you can,
layer after layer you find them,
history's also ran.
It looks like we're the lucky,
as much as the quick, the good, or the strong,
'cause when that ____ hits the fan,
it's bigger than any man.
So let's not talk about good enough,
I think we'll have to do,
you and me together sister,
still a few things we can do.
Season's Greetings, Beast Watchers.
Saturday, December 3, 2016
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