Phosphorescent My Dove, My Lamb
lyrics: I remember evenings when my dad would sing Hiding in the hallways, I am listening Keeping still my body until it s borne aloft Her hair is soft her breath is soft and her name is soft And gather me completely in her sighing hands My dove my dove my lamb Born with ocean thunder underneath our veins Lonelier than cows left standing in the rain Holy when our weight into the waves is tossed Though ships get lost and fish get lost and names get lost She will wait to greet me where it meets d
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