Am I pleasing the crowd
if I’ve prayed twice a day,
inadvertently once,
in a sweet, saintly way?

And the Sabbath day comes
like a sugared heart murmur,
sweet on the limbs of a fiery fervor.
Secession decides if questions reside,
sounding free as onomatopoeias.

And it sounds like:
Cackle crackle bling bang
buzz crush whirr clang
hiss zoom bop shush
boom pow mumble gush.

Composing such a fine print
in a dear, old, holy sweater
while picking off the loose lint,
I vow now always to be better.

And the Sabbath day comes
like a honeyed heart murmur,
sticky on limbs of a faithless fervor.
Secession decides if questions reside,
sounding free as onomatopoeias.

But it sounds like:
Swish vroom pop splash
boom brrr mumble crash
hum meow poof fizz
murmur murmur click click
click click click click click click.


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Murmur Murmur song meanings
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