2003-05-20 - 3:42 p.m.
I'm a house of uncut stone
Not afraid to stand alone
though in reality it's true
I was a single rock to you
all alone and so confused
without purpose, feeling used,
kicked around for a million years
in the ground with dirt for tears
hard and chipping,
coursed and rough,
rolled and slipping,
from cliff to bluff
.
but you found me
you fit me in
safe and securely
now I begin
to feel the measure
and span the breadth
the hidden treasure
secrets you kept
all come to light now
revealed as one
and you can see how
it's so much fun
some, unperceiving,
don't know the dawn
the house is breathing
the shades are drawn
perhaps they're leaving
before it's done
but you should see the place when all the lights come on!
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