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On that last morning when I woke up in your bed,
I heard the conversation you were having in your head,
I went to the window, I looked down into the street,
Our spirits were alike, but our minds couldn’t meet.
I watched a bird, I watched it fly,
Climbing white circles through the sky.

In the morning hour when the light still is weak,
You looked into your mirror, you said we had to speak,
Over your shoulder, no, I shook my head,
There are certain things that don’t need to be said.
I watched a bird, I watched it fly,
Climbing white circles through the sky.

A pillar of fire rose up through the night,
The flames kept getting higher, its mystery was its height.
I woke up with my face pressed against the glass,
I listened to the song of the highway as it passed.

I traveled to the ocean, I stood at its side.
I laid down my devotion, it was just my pride.
I watched the waves washing at my feet,
I couldn’t see the sun but I could feel its heat,
I watched a bird, I watched it glide,
Climbing white circles through the sky.

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from Campfires on the Moon, released April 28, 2015

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