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The Horse's Tale
Everything we come to know
At one time in our lives
Was secret to us once, altho
It danced before our eyes.
At one time in our lives
Was secret to us once, altho
It danced before our eyes.
Nobody had to keep it,
And, what's more, nobody could.
The woods are made of trees that,
Naturally, are made of wood.
And, what's more, nobody could.
The woods are made of trees that,
Naturally, are made of wood.
And secrets, well, they're made of stuff
That someone doesn't know.
And while the sun draws water up,
Earth pulls it back below.
That someone doesn't know.
And while the sun draws water up,
Earth pulls it back below.
We draw well water to the seas
Inside our little cell-ves.
What matter if by ten cc's
Or ounces, quarts or twelves?
Inside our little cell-ves.
What matter if by ten cc's
Or ounces, quarts or twelves?
Yet most of matter's joined in pairs
And threes and fours it seems.
We're made of cosmic stardust
From beyond our wildest dreams.
And threes and fours it seems.
We're made of cosmic stardust
From beyond our wildest dreams.
And so the white horse spins a yarn
Far longer than her tail.
Attempts to get her in the barn
Are always doomed to fail.
Far longer than her tail.
Attempts to get her in the barn
Are always doomed to fail.
- E. Tuohy