Young Gods
A club-footed deity with his sidekicks
knee-deep in mist. It's 5 a.m. His piano
is dancing dark, wild, witty, good-humoured notes
shuffle-shoed syncopation, man
laying down, laying down
it's bright new brand new thing, man
mister lark ascending over green lawns of dawn
cows sleeping in the meadows
two hearts dozing under an overcoat
come welcome the fire on the hill,
the bright cleansing fire...wake! Wake!
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