Thursday, September 20, 2012

Soon this space will be too small





Soon this space will be too small 
And I’ll go outside 
To the huge hillside 
Where the wild winds blow 
And the cold stars shine 
I’ll put my foot 
On the living road 
And be carried from here 
To the heart of the world 

I’ll be strong as a ship 
And wise as a whale 
And I’ll say the three words 
That will save us all 
And I’ll say the three words 
That will save us all 

Soon this space will be too small 
And I’ll laugh so hard 
That the walls cave in 

Then I’ll die three times 
And be born again 
In a little box 
With a golden key 
And a flying fish 
Will set me free 

Soon this space will be too small 
All my veins and bones 
Will be burned to dust 
You can throw me into 
A black iron pot 
And my dust will tell 
What my flesh would not 

Soon this space will be too small 
And I’ll go outside 
And I’ll go outside 
And I’ll go outside

Lhasa de Sela

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