Hey can you picture us on the other side
With detritus and wreckage far and wide
Are we crossing over no man’s land
Are we patting backs and shaking hands
I always thought with you and me
Though it’s not on paper
There would never be
A deal breaker
We’re both deciding what we can abide
Holding our tongues and speaking our minds
We’re living out our daily liturgies
Praying-in our different dreams
I always thought with you and me
Though it’s not on paper
There would never be
A deal breaker
And there’s grief like a black bird
Ever present in the sky
And I can feel all our distance
And the hidden reasons why
But some days I can see us
And we’re soft and reconciled
Last night I dreamt we walked the riverbed
Listened closely for what’s not been said
Last night I dreamt of jubilee
New beginnings as far as the eye can see
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