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Marathon

from Marathon by Mil-Spec

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Out west the trees burn and bow
In a long Pacific frown
The sun is on its own
Over clouds of commuter smoke
Rain pisses down in heavy sheets
We cross the lonely street
It’s up to you and me

Where are they now? Are they here?
The brightest lights have disappeared
Striving now in safe retreat
There are no stars to the fleet
It’s up to you and me

The singers have no songs
Silence fills the halls
No stars to hitch a dream
To find our way

And the poets have no poems
The writers’ words don’t fill their tomes
Look at the lines that divide who suffer
How far apart we keep each other

A star to which we’ll hitch a dream
So that we might find our way
To sugar and peace and sage
To a land so warm and sweet and just
A horizon that we can run
Never got where I hoped to get
But I guess it’s not over yet

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from Marathon, released October 6, 2023

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