Decision Day-Field Report

[ti:Decision Day] [ar:Field Report] [al:Marigolden] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Decision Day - Field Report [00:26.04]Now the morning was gilded around the edges [00:29.43] [00:32.91]But the shavings bone [00:33.81] [00:39.72]They were pressed in and glued against the corner [00:42.89] [00:46.83]Carved just like soapstone [00:48.25] [00:53.25]And it was gloriously great [00:56.49] [00:59.20]The sun was a radiant under lay [01:01.71] [01:07.15]Fighting fading winning waiting [01:09.32] [01:12.72]Puring behind milk and cloud and snow [01:15.89] [01:38.24]And now the blinds are up a foot from the bottom [01:41.62] [01:43.07]And I can make out outlines of ankles legs and asses [01:46.86] [01:51.90]And a fresh that sends blood my ears [01:54.82] [01:57.27]And my memories flood to let me out my boredom [02:00.64] [02:05.60]And the final silly strand has been cut clean through [02:10.38]There is a pop a crack and a thud [02:14.45] [02:19.50]And you are free and I am free now [02:24.82]To extricate ourselves from the mud [02:27.89] [02:50.80]You practiced your name [02:53.85] [02:57.43]In the margins of pages [02:59.37] [03:04.25]Of a hundred thousand rough drafts [03:07.93] [03:11.04]I heard they roughed you up pretty bad [03:13.11] [03:17.67]You gotta climb up the mountain top and scream out loud [03:22.11] [03:22.85]And chip your teeth on a bottle top and do me proud [03:27.75] [03:31.13]When I held your hand in my blood-free hands [03:35.83] [03:36.39]I swear they were the cleanest ones in town [03:40.03] [03:45.43]Take your time and let the tide [03:49.55] [03:55.10]Pull you out to sea [03:57.74] [04:03.19]Take your time and let the tide [04:07.43] [04:13.02]Pull you out to sea