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Mary Gauthier Between The Daylight And The Dark

get through The distance between the daylight and the dark And the front porch flags lie themselves down Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns In closets unopened and

your hands in your pockets and try to get through The distance between the daylight and the dark The front porch flags lie themselves down Like forgotten soldiers and

get to where you're going Would you call and let me know you're ok? 'Cause I'll be thinking 'bout you Won?t you ease my mind and let me know you're safe

said, and he paid cash And the stories that he bought from them Helped write the Grapes of Wrath But boxcars have been sealed for years And trespassers do time And

dreamed of you in Belfast and I woke up to the echo of your voice I roamed the streets of Dublin talking to myself ?bout love and choice I forgot the dream in Aberdeen and

in a long line waiting for the doors to be unlocked Out in the cold wind, ?round the razor wire fenced in cellblock Young mama?s with babies, sisters and