Ghost Song

Awake
 Shake dreams from your hair
 My pretty child, my sweet one
 Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
 The day's divinity
 First thing you see
 A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled noon
 Couples naked race down by its quiet side
 And we laugh like soft, mad children
 Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
 The music and voices are all around us
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 Choose they croon the ancient ones
 The time has come again
 Choose now, they croon
 Beneath the moon
 Beside an ancient lake
 Enter again the sweet forest
 Enter the hot dream
 Come with us
 Everything is broken up and dances
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 Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
 Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind