Tunnel Vision

©1995 Andrew Calhoun, recorded on Phoenix Envy

I walked through a narrow tunnel,
Where I could not run for fear; 
And when I made it through the tunnel,
I called it a year 

Please mother don't be angry, 
Through I may deserve a slap; 
For leaving all your money
In some total stranger's lap. 

That's an altar on the mantle,
Just a flower in a vase; 
Love and murder in one circle 
Show a poet how to praise. 

And father, don't be sorry, 
It was time that drove us down; 
If we return with pockets empty
Of the treasures we have found. 

We were steady in the fever 
Where the flying things are pearled; 
And I believe we touched the lever,
If we could not move the world. 

Now lover don't look weary 
To find me still so shy; 
After all the fire and glory,
There is only you and I. 

And if we falter in the fever, 
And we cannot keep our place; 
Then our blood is of the river 
That runs through open space.

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