one night, i waited round the world

and stood still through the emptied seas

the sands bowed low beneath the weight

of tens of millions of trees

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staring out in all directions

meant much more than urban scenes:

one night, i waited round the world

to bring time's stories back to me

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there is no joy in death in space

more life in death than liberty

time raised the ark; time set the sail

time wore its glasses at the eve

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of the great castoff we all knew

would send time on this great journey:

one night, i waited round the world

but time never waited for me

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the roads lapped shallow at my heels

wrought anger, set and filigreed

a waste of time: that time could waste

a planet set and strong as we

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one night, i waited round the world

and sat beneath the molded eaves

and held a while a folded wind

that time unleashed to set me free