19  July  Posted by admin
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True North

She went to see him and they flew paper airplanes
The mad wind tore at their paper wings
And they flew like swallows
They fell like kamikazees
They crashed, but they did not burn
And everthing had changed but nothing seemed different
She did not know how close to stand

She said can’t you see we’re moving in all directions?
Can’t you feel the pull?
But you’re still the one by which I chart my course
Your still my, still my true north

My sister was seven and I’d already turned eleven
We saved cereal box coupons and sent away for kites
And we took ‘em to the back fields and we reeled ‘em
free
The mad wind took hers instantly and put it in
a tree
And everything had changed but nothing seemed
different
And we did not know that he would have to leave

We said can’t you see we’re moving in all directions
Can’t you feel the pull?
They were still the ones by which we’d chart our
course
Still our, still our true north

My mother and father, they drove up together
To the district court on the twenty-fourth of May
After raising three daughters
After thirty years as best friends
They smiled as they read irreconcilable differences
Everything had changed, but nothing seemed different
So they took each other out to dinner

He said can’t you see we’re moving in new directions
Can’t you feel the pull?
But you’re still the one by which I chart my course
Still my, still my true north

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