Monday, April 18, 2016

npm pmmu #18: caught up in the green

Catching up with some lyrics that are poems all by themselves.  I know it's not May yet, but here's Natalie Merchant again, with 10,000 Maniacs and line breaks by me.
These Are Days


These are the days.

These are days 
you'll remember.
Never before and never since, 
I promise, 
will the whole world be warm as this.
And as you feel it, 
you'll know it's true 
that you are blessed and lucky.
It's true 
that you are touched by something 
that will grow and bloom in you.

These are days 
you'll remember.
When May is rushing over you 
with desire
to be part of the miracles you see
in every hour.
You'll know it's true 
that you are blessed and lucky.
It's true 
that you are touched by something 
that will grow and bloom in you.

These are days.

These are the days you might fill with laughter 
until you break.
These days you might feel a shaft of light 
make its way across your face.
And when you do 
you'll know how it was meant to be.
See the signs and know their meaning.
It's true, 
you'll know how it was meant to be.
Hear the signs 
and know they're speaking to you, 
to you. 
 
Play loud, like the sunrise and the leafing trees and the sprawling tulips.

"These Are Days" by Natalie Merchant and Rob Buck
from the album Our Time in Eden, 1992
 
 

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