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May 2020
Here come the times of changing tide
Here come the days of light and grace
Here come the hours of wordless wondrousness
Light, light will fill this humble place

When you come the stars will shine brighter than spun gold
When you come the world will seem shiny and new
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right
'Til you come I'll keep this place ready for you

I saw them riding up the road
And I swept and scrubbed the stable twice
Filled it with golden yellow straw, sweet and clean
I did my best to make things nice

When you come the stars will shine brighter than spun gold
When you come the world will seem shiny and new
My mom told me that someday someone like you would come to set things right
Until you come I'll keep this place ready for you
John Darnielle
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John Darnielle  54/M/Durham, N.C.
(54/M/Durham, N.C.)   
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