Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Close to the Edge: I. The Solid Time of Change, II. Total Mass

Retain, III. I Get Up I Get Down, IV. Seasons of Man (Live)

Yes

A seasoned witch could call you

From the depths of your disgrace

And rearrange your liver

To the solid mental grace

And achieve it all with music

That came quickly from afar

Then taste the fruit of man

Recorded losing all against the hour

And assessing points to nowhere

Leading every single one

A dewdrop can exalt us

Like the music of the sun

And take away the plain

In which we move and choose the course you're running

Down at the edge, round by the corner

Not right away, not right away

Close to the edge, down by a river

Not right away, not right away

Crossed the line around the changes of the summer

Reaching out to call the color of the sky

Passed around a moment clothed in mornings

Faster than we see

Getting over all the time I had to worry

Leaving all the changes far from far behind

We relieve the tension only to find out

The master's name

Down at the end, round by the corner

Close to the edge, just by a river

Seasons will pass you by

I get up, I get down

Now that it's all over and done

Now that you find, now that you're whole

My eyes convinced, eclipsed

With the younger moon attained with love

It changed as almost strained

Amidst clear mana from above