"There are times
when you can get the best light from a burning bridge,"
so said the aging Eagle
as he rested on the ridge
above the sea
where ships of fools were passing in the night,
and he hoped his words might help to lead
some lost and lonesome traveler to the light.
You know there's heavy weather everywhere,
the storm is raging but the sun's still there.
It doesn't rain for the roses when it rains,
it just rains.
"Bring me a wheel
and a heavy horse beneath a tumbling sky,"
so said the red dirt farmer
when his fields were cracked and dry,
oh, but all he heard
was a silence howling louder than the wind
that was gathering on the coastline
as the hurricane moved in.
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