Angel Dreams / Dead Harps
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Dust to dust
From the howls of mangy hound dogs
Boom to bust
To the swaying of the pinesDust to dust
From the simple lily flower
Boom to bust
It is yours and it is mineTrying to see
The sunlight all around
Trying to be
The hogs all rushing downTurned the key
Without any helmet
Turned the key
Felt the wind all rushing ‘roundBut even angel dreams
Can play on dead harps
Even ancient streams
Can flow through the dead partsDust to dust
Steal through hearts like hunters
Boom to bust
Lightning through your mindDust to dust
Bodies shook by thunder
Boom to bust
Frightening spirit signsAngel dreams
Play on dead hearts
Ancient streams
Flow through the dead parts
Dave Hall says:
I like your word pictures, i.e.-…turn the key…wind–all around me…”
Banjo, eh. That’s right, you do play. and mandolin, yes… man I’m jealous! :-}
Oh, to have the time to do more of what you’re doing. I’m so happy for ya, Ben. You are right in the middle, I believe, of where God wants you, at least for now.
Godspeed, dh
Ben says:
thanks for the encouraging words, brother
Bruce Floyd says:
Boy, you sure sound like Cat Stevens in this song! (That’s a compliment.)