Doves

The white dove at morning called out to warn me - don't Breath in The wind carries fire you knew as a child it'll lure you in And all the vultures sit on wires waiting for lightning to strike where you stand With your arms across your chest and rapture heaving in your breath at the end In spite of the threat I decided to let my guard down I stood there for hours with three frozen flowers andwatched the crowd I saw blind children throwing darts sticking into all four walls and themselves I saw their mothers watching sadly, scatter ashes like red petals on the ground Tell me what's the harm In looking back, in holding on Endless hope sure takes long To quiet down, to let you out The white dove of longing calls from the falling snow tonight I've turned out the street lamps, I'll cover you footsteps won't you come on outside So I went down to the river broke the ice and sang the saddest song I know And with the water to my waist I came to know I was afraid to turn and go Tell me what's the harm In looking back, in holding on Endless hope sure takes long To quiet down, to let you out