be clear
I've been down to the depot and i've balanced on the rails,
touched the coal to my lips and left notes wrote on the shale,
and who do you suppose would be the last to know?
the baker, the buried, and me.
so early you warned me you loved me and i got
so much learning so quickly but so quickly i forgot.
but its not too late. i hear the calling of the corn,
saying join what you learned here to the song of the lord.
be clear, be clear, see the light in my tears
i been waiting and waiting for your face to appear
don't you rustle through the treetops, don't you whiste 'round my ears.
call me down into the humus, to the soil I hold dear.
trouble, oh trouble,
you were born with your hand on my heel.
lover, oh lover,
do you really feel what i feel?
be clear, be clear, see the light in my tears.
i been waiting and waiting for your face to appear.
don't you rustle through the treetops, don't you whistle round my ears.
call me down into your humus. to the soil i hold dear.
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