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MY DREAMS CROWDED UP AGAINST MY DAYS

IN THE BIG MARKET ON A WARM DAY WITHOUT A JACKET IN SPRING

FILLING UP AN IDLE HOUR

THAT BRIEF VIOLENT TIME

THERE IS A LOT TO BE SAID

THE TALES GROW TALLER

CARDS ON THE TABLE

A SONG TO KEEP US WARM

WON’T BEG YOU TO BEGIN

LISTENING CLOSELY TO EACH OTHER’S SILENCES

THE YOUNG ARE AT THE GATES

LOOK IT ALL IN THE EYE

SELL THE SKY

THE BEAUTY IS IN THE STREET

HOLD ON HOLD OUT

STEP WITH SHIVERS