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lyrics

Draw back the lock bolt
one level flows into the other
heat seeps into everything;
the passionate pots boil
clothing tears into the air
poets fume shreds of steam
never so happy as out in the light
sunlight washes a dark face
the flower of what's true opens
meadowgrass and garden grow damp again
a strong light like fingers massages our heads
no dividing these fingers from those
two or three of the long dead wake up
two or three drunks wake up, wake up
-rumi

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from Plake 64 and the Hexagrams, released March 5, 2013
lyrics stolen from rumi

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