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Burnett Wood
Take me down
Through the snow
Past the lamp post
Down the hill
To the water
Where the dogs play in the twilight

We know it’s cold
But don’t feel a thing
We’re beginning
Our early days

Fascinate me
With lighted matches
Burning on the glass-top table
Tried to charm you with scattered candy
And with jokes fashioned as fable

We fight the tide
And learn brand new words
Trying to lengthen
This early day

When every moment
Was revelation
Every glance brought a new desire
The whispered promise
Of furtive kisses
And furtive hands
The thousand sighs

You like my hair
My black Docs
The smell of soap when I come to see you
I drink your tea
Touch your skin
Fall asleep with your warmth and Vindu

Wake in the dark
Put down these words
Celebrating
These early days

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from The Little Miracles Of Misanthropy, released June 8, 2009

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The Little Miracles of Misanthropy Tempe

The Little Miracles of Misanthropy is Tempe, AZ singer/songwriter Ben Jacobs. Ben writes and performs thought provoking, indie-folk driven acoustic music that explores nature, history, literature, and the simple struggle to be good humans.

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