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  • There was a time
    I could sleep anywhere­­—
    My feet on a chair,
    My heart in the woods;
    But love was aloof,
    Just a beggar for tips
    A mime on whose lips
    No promises stood
    But you can cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    With the edge of the green
    Of the yard's sharpest blade;
    When nothing I knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night would outlast us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me
    Blossoms begin
    Like the tip of a spear,
    Or the curve of a tear
    From a soldier who weeps;
    Seducing the guard
    Of lost years falling by­­—
    As flowers to lie
    On the dead feigning sleep
    But you cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    On the edge of the green
    Of the yard's dark parade;
    When nothing we knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night would forgive us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me
    But you cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    On the edge of the green
    Of the yard's sharpest blade;
    When nothing we knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night will convince us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me
  • There was a time
    I could sleep anywhere­­—
    My feet on a chair,
    My heart in the woods;
    But love was aloof,
    Just a beggar for tips
    A mime on whose lips
    No promises stood
    But you can cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    With the edge of the green
    Of the yard's sharpest blade;
    When nothing I knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night would outlast us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me
    Blossoms begin
    Like the tip of a spear,
    Or the curve of a tear
    From a soldier who weeps;
    Seducing the guard
    Of lost years falling by­­—
    As flowers to lie
    On the dead feigning sleep
    But you cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    On the edge of the green
    Of the yard's dark parade;
    When nothing we knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night would forgive us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me
    But you cut me quick
    In the light of the shade,
    On the edge of the green
    Of the yard's sharpest blade;
    When nothing we knew
    Was all that it seemed
    I still dreamed
    Of a love to outlive us
    I still prayed
    That this night will convince us
    And redeem some small thing
    Far beyond me