We’ll let out the ghost and face it
We will say our heart desire
We’ll light up ourselves a fire
Blow off the smoke
Let wind scatter fogs
Let it gone to the dogs
Let our hearts rush
Let the rain wash
Let the wave bring it ashore
Let less be more
Let river flow
Lot the truth show
We will cross the bridge when we come to it
Or let it burn then nothing’s more to it
- 2:37 a.m. April 10, 2013
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