Awaken from the bliss of sleep The daybreak haunts you in such a subtle light I hear them, they tell me these roads we have travelled fork up beyond the bend Beneath the flutter of desperate wings they sing a song of reclamation Where tomorrow's hanging horizon interrupts the hum of electrical towers Here - there are the shallow graves The shallower romances And the shallowest of words still to be spoken And there you are with open ears Locust reign on your parade
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