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Curse Cures

from The Stranger's Gate by Year 5000

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Are your ships desperate to find the shore?
Are your charts outlined in red with hopeful ports?
Is a drifting life at sea a kind of last resort,
Clutching to the wind that lifts the birds?

Are your wings bound and tight and hardly work?
Do you cower in a cage with an open door,
Pulling at your gimpy feathers in a paranoid report?

I know you rider; you've been this way before.
Your name seems strange but your face I know for sure.
Your ways haven't changed just my patience for your cure.

The lightning strikes the tree so hard,
Splits wood down the center throwing jagged shards.
If I could only saddle it I could shoot those fucking stars,
A gaping hole in the wisdom which we all assume is ours.

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from The Stranger's Gate, released September 12, 2011

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