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Golgotha

 

Blue eyed reasons justify your sorrow

then become a cross that will know you

 

One more dance for your thirsty lips to swallow

while the convicts you name try to follow

 

Thoughts, your nails, will crucify what hurt you

what you once saw as life, what you've been through

 

Yet you say that you can't perceive

and you claim that you don't believe

that you're trying to retrieve

trying to retrieve a love you had

 

And you say that you fail to see

and you cry: It cannot be!

Harken, take a look!

Harken, take a look: The boards are real!

 

And all that you've lived up to

they will hurl their failures at you

it's a curse of lasting sight

you will curse your lasting sight when love goes blind

 

Now your darkness aims to kill your dream view

as you senses shut down, it'll strike you

 

All is gone!  Lightning tears and crashes

your reason, in flames, burns to ashes

 

Blue eyed dancers left you with your sorrow

yet your night's lonely truth breeds a morrow

 

And you know that you do perceive

that you fully do conceive

that the love you lost was blind

the love you lost was blind, but you still see
 

And the nails, the boards, the convicts

they have passed a final verdict:

life is died by those

life is died by those too blind to see

 

that the rhythms of your lifetimes

they will survive these hard times

for life is truly won

life is truly won by those who see

 

 

January 1975

 

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