Revelation Road

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The thunderclouds are rolling through the heavens over Revelation Road
They pirhouette the leaves from off the branches, cascading rust and gold
Laura says, “I love the rhythms of the autumn, the closing of a year,
The whisper of a promise and a lifting – a burden gone from here.”

And she’s building up the frame of a summer song, of the place inside our bones
The red dirt and the sparrows and the murmurs, the marrow and the home
She caresses all of the words like some forgotten hymn, or a sacred gospel tune
And offers them to me and I feel better about the leaving coming soon.

And the snow is driving sideways on the cornfields lining Revelation Road
Cradling the moon inside a halo, and trees with heavy loads
Laura says, “I love the quiet of winter, the silence in the hills.
The way it casts the world deep into slumber, its hammered rhythms stilled.”

And she’s building up the frame of a summer song, of the place inside our bones
The red dirt and the sparrows and the murmurs, the marrow and the home
She caresses all of the words like some forgotten hymn, or a sacred gospel tune
And offers them to me and I feel better about the leaving coming soon.

And now the constellated stars they shine like headlights over Revelation Road
Mimicking the fireflies in the shadows – brilliant, fleeting gold
Laura says, “I love the smells of springtime, when they linger in the air
Like augurations of a coming child, or feathered newborn hair.”

And she’s building up the frame of a summer song, of the place inside our bones
The red dirt and the sparrows and the murmurs, the marrow and the home
She caresses all of the words like some forgotten hymn, or a sacred gospel tune
And offers them to me and I feel better about the leaving coming soon.

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from Murmurations, released August 5, 2016

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