This morning I could not see the sunrise
I even couldn't walk in the sunshine
I didn't see any stars in the vast skies
I have not yet reached the moonshine!

Could you tell me, where is my babe?
How's doing my love, tell me, please!
Oh my sweetheart, can you hear me?
I'm talking to you, listen to me, please!

Ah, after crying a lot I had a nightmare
I can't sleep yet, I'm worried about you
Do you believe in One as I do, do you?
What'll happen to us, that's my scare!

Can you see my faith, that's a promise!
I can read your pious heart, oh darling
Love is blooming there with the rousing.
I am waiting for the heavenly surprise!

Come and rest your
head upon my pillow,
and trace your fingers
along the tear stains

Now, close your eyes,
I will be waiting
for you in a dream

Come and lay your body
upon my empty bed,
and pour your
scent on its sheets

Whisper of your pain
and glee to my pillow,
and leave a lock of your
red-brown hair under it

Only then will I
be able to sleep,
and my eyes will
no longer weep

This old contraption left behind,
Instructions lost or put away
In places not remembered now--
Our leaders having shuffled faith
Or folded it conveniently
Inside America's new cross
That ratchets dreamers off stage right-Still works.  A dab of lubricant
And here we go, chain links advanced,
Cranks jamming thumbs of volunteers.
Let's take it to the county seat
In broad daylight, democracy
In need of several days good work.
Old monuments don't move themselves.