Hammer and a Nail
Clearing webs from the hovel (Emily Saliers)
I see my fate on the surface
A blistered hand on the handle of a shovel
I've been digging too deep, I always do.
I look a lot like Narcissus
A dark aabyss of an emptiness
Standing on the edge of a drowning blue. I look behind my ears for the green
Glare off the white hurts my eyes.
Even my sweat smells clean
Learn how to use my hands, not just my head
Gotta get out of bed get a hammer and a nail
I think myself into jail
Now I know a refuge never grows
Gotta tend the earth if you want a rose.
From a chin in a hand in a thoughtful pose I had a lot of good intentions
Sit around for fifty years and then collect a pension,
Started seeing the road to hell and just where it starts
But my life is more than a vision The sweetest part is acting after making a decision
My life is part of the global life
I started seeing the whole as a sum of its parts
I'd found myself becoming more immobile
When I'd think a little girl in the world can't do anything.
If I have a care in the world I have a gift to bring.
A distant nation my community
A street person my responsibility Lyrics reprinted WP FYC by Trip N. Gregory
Reformatted and extracted to a single lyric file by Doug Henkle.
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