Seeking asylum behind the wall and
if Jerusalem should fall
we'll head off to a desert isle.
I'm going to
file that away for a rainy day which
may be tomorrow,
who knows.
Down here in Le Havre
watching ferries calve cars
it all seems like madness to dream
for a while of soft sand and an isle
when the desert is here
within me.
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
Seeking asylum behind the wall and
if Jerusalem should fall
we'll head off to a desert isle.
I'm going to
file that away for a rainy day which
may be tomorrow,
who knows.
Down here in Le Havre
watching ferries calve cars
it all seems like madness to dream
for a while of soft sand and an isle
when the desert is here
within me.
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