Swayed

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Joe Henry - Pop

Swayed

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In a scene from better times Your traitor hangs up right there next to mine The afternoon shakes down the trees Like they owed it money –hey buddy, please: Get in line— Their promise of green fruit is gone It's bruised out there on the lawn; He who cannot be seduced cannot be saved… I hang ready to be swayed Our hunger to be new begins But slips the yoke like it was a second skin; It's walking back the shadow moon As if on a string A listing black balloon— That turns its face and mounts the wall To show a slower way to fall; Oh, you hold me by a thread and fall away… I stand hungry to be swayed I'm torn to think this storm will rise Already it's tattered my sail and thin disguise I 've bent my song like broken words Could call to me your whirling Skittish birds— I write to you, Dear stranger mine… But stranger still, the hand of time Has laid its ragged coat across our way… I lie ready to be swayed

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  • Joe Henry