Dear Ashkelon
In the month of a bee bite
I'm leaving you
Profits and Philistines
Were sulking in the sea
While I go
Lean in dry
And left you
When hope was made of bureaucrats
Sitting fat and fluffed with fury
Over this and over that
And though
We can't rely on that
We could have been so much better
So much better than the past

Under this carving stone
I will not let you go
Until you're far beyond their reach
Now go
Out to the fulsome grove
Where they will bury our bed sheets
And our wet shoes
Soon the wolves will come and eat the leather
And the leather torn our tongues
As their talisman did
This sees they may differ
But the laces point to Ashkelon
So tie our things together
Braid our morning bread and carry on
And though the road holds strife
Brights to build new life
You will sing out int he coming of the night

Lyrics submitted by avataraera

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