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somedays i too make god in my image
i image him of water
and that somedays it all gets heavy for him too
(imagine a water balloon popping)
so the soft rain’s god getting through
that storm drain
and laying down he asks of his kids (us
with the pots plus pans deafening)
Listen, quiet down a bit
Listen, today’s been hard
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somedays when i ask my father so
did us kids listen? well
there’s your answers too
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