My nightvision might be just confident blindness
But I know old men must parade
By the strobing windows in half-time
And the glow of every hello after hello

Unfolds like light into like light
And her hand on my arm
And seeing should not be believing

O the days are long
But thank your idea of god
The nights are longer

And I recognize hidden in a crowded bar's slow crawl
The authority of the clouds before the sun


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