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No clouded lens, just ecstatic sobriety.
What else could be? High hopes, supposed dignity,
All certain fate, all easy prey.
All those small town fascinations
From all the places so obscure
Where we can live, in fallen state, content.
To stand as strong as bygone city walls,
Outdated ornament.
No more of agony or want.
Soon the morning will bring no freshness;
Soon the evening will bring no dew.
I extinct. With brightening eyes.
But a small thing lightly killed.
A death to think. And all the world a ready echo.
To stand within a holy city’s walls,
Triumphant and bloodless,
To make a life among the pilgrims and the strays.
Remain evermore a child in faith,
Ever more accomplished in vice.
None but the unhappy ever hear such praise.
So here is the morning, endlessly young,
Spent playing poet in Delphic tongues
I extinct. With brightening eyes.
But a small thing lightly killed.
A death to think. And all the world a ready echo.
Is it Monday now or Thursday?
Lucid haze, all waking dream.
Just variations on a thousand ignorant themes.

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from Among The Ruins, Rejoice, released September 22, 2013

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