Saint Mad Not For A Long Time
NOT LONG AGO YOU CHOKED BACK TEARS AS THE PLANET TILTED,
TIPPED TOWARDS WARS
AND NOW WE STAND AT THE GARDEN’S EDGE AND SEARCH THE STARS
FOR MARS
A BLOOD RED WARRIOR CLOSE AT HAND IS SELDOM HARD TO FIND
BUT WE WILL NEVER BE THIS CLOSE AGAIN
NOT FOR A VERY LONG TIME
SHE’S NOT SO RED AGAINST THE MOON WHO FILLS AND EMPTIES JOYS
AND SORROWS
AND EVEN IN HER DIM-MEST NIGHT CAN SWEAR MORE LIGHT MORE
BRIGHT TOMORROWS
ARE THE FORCES THAT ALIGN US HERE COSMICLY DESIGNED
AND WILL THEY LET US BE THIS CLOSE AGAIN
NOT FOR A VERY LONG TIME
NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A VERY LONG
TIME
NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A VERY LONG
TIME
SO MANY DREAMS ARE PINNED UPON THESE BODIES IN THE SKY
AS IF THEIR MOVEMENTS COULD DIRECT THE WAY OUR FUTURES LIE
ELLIPTICAL, PREDICTABLE, THEY MOVE IN CLOSE THEN PULL AWAY
THEY’RE NOT DIVINE, JUST FOR A TIME, THEY HOLD US IN THEIR
STARRY SWAY
THE FABLED HEROES OF THE SKIES ARE SHEPHERDS’ STORIES, FARMERS’
LIES
BUT WE WHO TEND THE PLOTS BELOW CAN SEE THE TRUTH IF WE ARE
WISE
AND THOUGH OUR GLOW IS DIM AND BRIEF, NO BODY CAN ECLIPSE
OUR SHINE
AND WOULD WE TRADE OUR PLACE FOR THEIRS
NOT FOR A VERY LONG TIME
NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A VERY LONG
TIME
NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A VERY LONG
TIME
NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A LONG TIME NOT FOR A VERY LONG
TIME
