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We Should Give Thanks That The End Had Magnitude
A Table Gathers And Distinguishes Us
The Habit Can Supercharge Moral Cowardice
Experientially Rich But Conspicuously Brief
The Shape Of The Land Testifies
They Say Everything Can Be Replaced
To Light A Candle Is To Cast A Shadow
Morning, Boys, How's The Water
To Be Born Is To Be Cast Upon An Island
What Happened To The Part Of You That Noticed Every Changing Wind?
The Main Thing To Be Against Is Death
Realism Has Become An Identity Unto Itself
I Could Preach The Green Brown Woods To All The Juiceless World
You Can Almost See The High-Water Mark
Radio And The Bones We Found Frozen
To Feel Not Simply Alive But Expressive
I Think About The Need For A Tree Army
I Perished In An Arrogant Self-Reliance Ages Ago
Remember Treading Water In The Center Of The Still Night Sea
The Elk That You Glimpse In Summer Are Survivors Of The Winter
A Place That Is Unconcerned With You
How Could Someone Get So Low In A Building So Damn Tall
I Came To The Cities In A Time Of Disorder
Spring Lied To Us This Year Again
You're Out There Running Just To Be On The Run
The Dream Of Man Will Not Accept What Nature Hands Us
Even The Solid Ground Beneath You Begins To Move
We'll Ride The Ship Down Dumping Buckets Overboard
The Grinch's Heart Will Not Grow Three Sizes Larger
Running 'Til You're Nothing Sounds A Lot Like Being Free
They Finally Let Me Be An Astronaut
There Had Been Times When He Could Not Finish Any Prayer
Hitched Jerkily At The Spine To Its Parachute of Muscle
How Close We Come To Not Existing
Every Precious Inch Of Space Made Fertile
What We Leave Behind Becomes Part Of The Mountain
I Form A Silent Contract With Whoever's Name Is On The Papers
You Actually Have To Change It To Change It
There Is Nothing Here That Is Not Sacred
Tabs Open #48: The Mountain Glen I'll Meet At Morning Early
Tabs Open #47: Joined By The Salt That Turned Them Faceless
Tabs Open #46: Right Now Is At The Speed Of Light
Tabs Open #45: One Forgets The Tiger Heart That Pants Beneath It
Tabs Open #44: It Has To Be Irreproachable In Every Way
Tabs Open #43: The Time Is Not Some Abstract Time
Tabs Open #42: Each Blossom Is Worth More Than A Gold Coin As It Shimmers