Sunday, December 9, 2007

Ontari-ari-ario


These towns are all the same,

Same ground with different names.

Why do I bus and train

Over and over to the same place?

We think we're bigger than we are

Under the sky so large.


I have to admit,

This isn't the place for me

I'd rather be planting trees

with a forestry degree,

But I didn't take biology,

So I'll have to do it novice-ly.


The sky so large,

We think we're bigger than we are.

The sky so large,

We hold it up with our tiny arms-

Our tiny arms, Atlas strong

won't hold it up for very long.


The breeze, my breath,

ties closer than life to death,

My body on the ground-

Closer than ever to where it was found.

Under the sky so large,

we think we're bigger than we are.

Our beauty, Aphrodite strong,

will carry on in our songs.

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