New Potato Caboose

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Last leaf fallen

bare earth where green was born,

Black Madonna

two eagles hang against a cloud,

Sun comes up blood red

wind yells amoung the stone,

All graceful instruments are known.



When the windows all are broken

and your love's become a toothless crone,

when the voices of the storm

sound like a crowd,

winter morning breaks, you're all alone.



The eyes are blind,

blue visions, all a seer can own,

and touching makes the flesh to cry out loud

This ground on which the seed of love is sown,

All instruments are graceful