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All By Its' Right Name
Hello, morning dew
So sweetly you have collected in the morning meadow
Of peace and sincerity
You speak so eloquently
And, with authority devoid of means
So that in the end
No one may accuse you otherwise
Hello, Mourning Dove
Your song is so full of unmolested love
It’s not hard to recognize
Your name as a disguise
So that we might find irony in ourselves
By looking within before out
So that we might call all by its’ right name
Eventually the sun must rise in order to set
And, oh, how I’ll miss you once you’ve left
Hello, midnight moon
Punctually, it’s amazing your clockwork has never failed you
Or the source by which you’re lit
Bathed in a light you’ve never met
But, unselfishly reflect so we won’t forget the truth
Of purpose in every thing
From the smallest atom to the grandeur of Heaven
And, since the sun has set, it must now again rise
And, oh, how I’ve missed your light in my eyes
