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A typical night I guess
A room in a vacant frame
A persistent tummy ache
That dragon cannot be tamed
As cries to the man upstairs
Are shredded by paper walls
And hopelessness rises up
As desolate pieces fall
To collect in my empty cup

This morning when I awoke
I found that my cup was dry
I took a second look
After wiping sleep from my eye
But sure enough there was no
Hydration to be found
My fingers fell deathly limp
And my cup fell towards the ground

A deafening crash it was
As pieces of shattered clay
Spread cross the hardened earth
That solid ground You had made
By speaking to that which was
At one time without a form
In that instant my cup in hand
Was completely restored

And so I’ll pray that you
Will once again fill my cup
If it’s full to the brim
It’s still not full enough
I want it to overflow
To drown out my house of cards
And then continue on
To flood out my neighbour’s yard

Like a plant that’s thirsty won’t you give me some water?
Let me drink it up; drink it up
And my soul is weary; won’t you set it on fire?
Come and burn it up; burn it up
And my face is dirty; won’t you make it shine brighter
Come and clean it up; clean it up
And my shoes are heavy; won’t you make them feel lighter?
Come and lift me up; lift me up


from The View From A Hospital Bed, released January 6, 2013



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