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Collecting Losses

from Lasting Efforts by Crafter

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It’s nine o’ one or nine o’ three and I’m just between
Eye’s shifting gate to gate, I can’t see it any other way
Truth and time press imminent, the radio plays on
a mother sings that song and we all just move right on
Unsee despair, educated in the violence here
to shun the beauty for what’s obscene
With hands cupped at the empty well
begging for a drink to drown this out
Those days were stolen, misshapen
and made faithful to their hand
And we lost the words to reject the myth that we lost
Kids stumble on like second story shells
with broken windows and halls burned out
Taking one last look at what we knew before it
Our lives burning bright like lanterns pressed against the night
at each memorial, histories tied on the fence line.
But if it’s hate you’ve come to know
you won’t know the difference
if it’s fear you’ve come to know you
won’t know what shaped it
We’ll go back to work and collect our losses
and what we’re dying for, we’ll never know
Decades of conflict and dominance in a charade without cause
we needed some fucking answers
We’re just a song
We’re just a speech
We’re just a heart away
We can’t connect to the loss so we all move on
The war goes on.
We all hold on.
The world moved on.

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from Lasting Efforts, track released March 27, 2019

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