Six Days & Counting Once

I listened to a song once and an hour later I learned my love had died

I listened to a song once and danger entered a love's nest at night

I listened to a song once and a day later I learned someone I loved was set on fire

Nine years later another one I love was stabbed multiple times, a new song played over the night

I listened to the radio and my father soared to the sky

I don't listen to those songs anymore lest I tear out my insides

If I sing a different song my heart moistens with thickened tears that make the fear disappear

That make the fear disappear

Now, with a burnt throat I lift my head higher and sing as if everyone can listen

Guitar strings I don't know how to play, glisten

In the air for a moment, I am part of everywhere

When those arms open wide way up in the sky, I hope I lift in harmony and not go the long way around

Six days to wait, dare I make a sound

And the train whistle blows like no tomorrow

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