Leaving Louisiana
I watch the Mississippi River
As we glide over it in a plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back that way again
And the heat in July must be hard to bear
They’re on their own and my God I care
About all they’ve come to be
Does the water run into the sea
Or does it just keep on going
I guess I have no real way of knowing
The wayfaring stranger
The wandering soul
The infinite sky
The dark black hole
You move like the sea
You breathe like the air
You love like fire
And just being there
You lit up my life
Like a starshot stream
You woke up the lion
And ended the dream
You left like the night
Before the dawn
And what can’t be seen
Is never gone
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