
The Kelly Song Collective
Long Day (For Robert Latimer)
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Tempers cooling on the window sill,
my kingdom for a hill,
there’ll be no harvest here unless and until.
And the world weighs me down.
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The sun is setting like an orange wrecking ball.
These shadows sure are tall.
It takes a night like this to make the big ones fall,
and they don’t make a sound.
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Sleep’s a fantasy I’m sharing with the moon,
but I’ll get out of here soon.
The sun’s a sober executioner at noon.
His shadow’s hiding on the ground.
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There’s a pain that kills my love.
There’s a dryness in the rain.
There’s a pain that kills my love.
There’s a love kills my pain.
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Mornings ‘round here come like stealing in the night.
I have called out the light.
It always ends up in some sleepy-eyed fight.
I think I’ll go another round.
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Dusk is here again. Its scaffolding is grey.
The stairs moan and sway.
Starlight, footlight, headlight to put on the play.
I think I’ll head on into town.
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Nothing longer than a night that never ends.
The stars’ll make amends.
I heard of a guy can give any light the bends.
But that’s over my head now.
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© Audsongs 2010
