This
poem by All Thieves (featured
in the Grey's Anatomy Episode "No Good at Saying Sorry") seems very
appropriate for the beginning of Lent and for those reeling from another mass
shooting in the USA:
Worn
from walking this far
So worn from talking this much
And what we found and what we've seen
As the road curves down
And the lights come up to meet us
Silent for the evening
We enter this town
Like new born creatures
Those I know I see anew
And the space between us is reduced
For I am human
And you are human too.
So worn from talking this much
And what we found and what we've seen
As the road curves down
And the lights come up to meet us
Silent for the evening
We enter this town
Like new born creatures
Those I know I see anew
And the space between us is reduced
For I am human
And you are human too.
So
turn and turn again
We
are calling in all the ships
Every traveler, please come home
And tell us all that you have seen
Break every lock to every door
Return every gun to every draw
So we can turn
And turn again
Every traveler, please come home
And tell us all that you have seen
Break every lock to every door
Return every gun to every draw
So we can turn
And turn again
Only priests and clowns can save us now
Only a sign from God or a hurricane
Can bring about
The change we all want
And we've done it again
This trick we have
Of turning love to pain
And peace to war
We're just ash in a jar
So turn and turn again
We are calling in all the ships
Every traveler, please come home
And tell us all that you have seen
Break every lock to every door
Return every gun to every draw
So we can turn
And turn again
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