Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Amelia Curran
Some notion you had wrapped around your finger
Every act of human kindness on a string
You'd proudly undergone a great disaster
Emerged upon the other side a king
Having lost the gentle efforts of the morning
The shining of some ill forgotten thing
You close your eyes and dream the world is turning
You hold your breath and balance and begin
And far and wide the great divide lays meddling in wait
With plans of other fates to claim and call
And far and wide the other side of gratitude of grace
Like racing in one place I heard them fall
The words are tied and tattered but unbroken
The melody familiar still the same
The rise and fall a parasol a quiet bit of shade
The end of the parade and then the rain
And far and wide the great divide lays meddling in wait
With plans of other fates to claim and call
And far and wide the other side of gratitude of grace
Like racing in one place I heard them fall
Some notion you had wrapped around your finger
Every act of human kindness on a string