I’ve been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows

And I know I’ve been
In the arms of kin
My old strength is my new friend
My direction
My reverence

And there’s a train in my heart
That doesn’t seem to start
Unless you’re lying next to me

When I go to bed
I lay down my wishful head
I’ll be hearing what you said
Echoing
Reveling

My heart has been tearing
For there to here
My dear

I’ve got a baseball mitt
Made of leather and my spit
For catching skybits that have slipped
I call it sensation
You call it revelation

I’ve been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows


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