| | Squire Circle – my Missouri home
In the place where we lived
At the end of that street
We played kickball at night
Until we had to go to sleep
And I played that game again
With the blankets over my head
And the monsters under my bead
And I sang:
“Hush or they will hear
Lets wait till its all clear”
Then the morning came and it was
Off to the woods by myself,
The deer and the God I knew could hear
I would fly with the birds
And run from the bees
I would lie on the grass
And stare at the leaves on the trees
Singing:
“Hush or they will hear
Lets stay till its all clear”
That was when innocence ruled
And everything was new
Nothing could come between me and You
I could hear the angles singing over my head
I could hear the angels singing over my bed
“Hush or she will hear
Lets stay till its all clear”
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| | Posted 1/27/2008 10:09 AM - 177 Views - 4 eProps - 3 comments
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