The translucent carriages
Drawing morning in
Dawn inside their pockets
Like a whisper on the wind

The soft touch of your words
Has been betrayed like love grown old
Or the silhouettes of children
Crying somewhere in the cold

The ancient night is coming back
The light is fading out
The tree is hid in shadow
In a fog of useless doubt

Go away go away
The imperative is drawn
All your symbols are shattered
All your sacred words are gone

The caravans are leaving
For the dawn of nothing
Lepers carry roses
To Jerusalem

In peace
Sons bury their fathers
In war
Fathers bury their sons

Love is silent
At the edge of the universe
Waiting
To come in

Jesus raised the dead
But who
Will raise the living

Every time I see you passing by
I have to wonder why
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Images of April
Summer in th air
April in your hair
All is gone

I remember
Days inside your mind
The brave new mirror I would find
All is gone

The sea has left the sand
The sun has left the land
As helpless as my empty hand
All is gone

You are sunlight
In another dawn
A voice inside another song
All is gone
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