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The Fugitives
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Dinner With Clara Haber
if there was gold inside the sea
you'd know where to find it
all you men with us tonight
with your meals and your dessert
all the hopeful hands that helped him
feed the hungry of the Earth
raise your hands in bright applause
raise the nation under God
bring the walls down in the next town
during a peace a scientist is working for the world
but in a wartime he will answer to his borders
great men, to the end of doubt
great men and gallant hearts
brave men and the way you shout
while the dead run perfect circles round you
every masked man cloaked in cloud
drunken bird in choking tree
every blade of greying grass
every open hole of grief
raise a toast, remember me
raise your voice at my white sheet
let them hear you in the next town
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I'll go to the garden with the bullet in my heart
all of the men are in the fields and they have all started to cough
our son and daughter slowly dancing from the rope inside their rooms
tell me, if life's a set of problems how you answer
great men, to the end of doubt
great men and gallant hearts
brave men, with the way that you shout
while the dead run perfect circles round you
great men, with shoulders out
great men, with your table talk
brave men unafraid to call on the winds of change
to blow right through you
if there was gold inside the sea
you'd know where to find it
all the empty places, all the empty plates
the smoking candles, every single man in shock
outside, the falling snow, the proof of life
and how it's not unlike a long escape from silence
I could care less about quiet
I will show you all the sound that comes from genuine surprise
I've danced around the question long enough
you kill or you refuse it
is the science in your heart not set to music
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