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Minstrel Fires
6/7/1988
When I look at you
dancing
I breathe deeply
Everything you do looks so damn easy
But envy never healed an aching heart
Or soothed this strange desire
Envy only wraps you up in wires
It is raining, I am
running
I am walking, I am stumbling
I’m dreaming that I’m shouting
I wake up mumbling
And the faceless voicesScattered all about me
Speak of a passion that would free me
Refrain:
If I could, I would fly
Into the Summer sky
If I would, I could fly
Into the Summer sky
My music is my
lover
It is my enemy
It is my destination
It is my agony
Wrapped up in mad desires
Following the lights of
Ancient minstrel fires
Refrain:
Let the neighbors
talk
Let them dream, let them wonder
Let my voice be full of thunder
I must climb out of canyons
Of my own creating
I must escape the prisons
O my hesitating
Refrain:
© Mark Shepard
1988-2007 All rights reserved.
www.MarkShepard.com
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reprint intact granted as long as copyright and website link are
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