In truth, the forest hears each sound
Each blade of grass as it lies down
The world requires no audience
no witnesses, no witnesses
Leave the old town drunk on his wooden stool
Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool
Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school today
Leave the novelist in his daydream tomb
Leave the scientist in her rubic’s cube
Let the true genius in the padded room remain
Leave the horse’s hair on the slanted bow
Leave the slot machines on the riverboat
Leave the cauliflower in the casserole today
Just leave the hot, bright trash in the shopping malls
Leave the hawks of war in their capitals
Let the organ’s moan in the cathedral remain
Cause everything it must belong somewhere
They locked the devil in the basement, threw God up into the air.
Yeah, everything must belong somewhere
You know it’s true, why don’t you leave me here?
~Bright Eyes – “Everything Must Belong Somewhere”
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Stay tuned,
-Noah D.
