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A Life
more than I like
I wake
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each day
I rarely
stop
and
It
never
stops
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I try
but for all the din
of day over day the
truth is I think some
under current
may eventually get rid of me
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I call out
hoping
for near lives to see me
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from Hill to Hill I call
but no one is going to stop to
listen
so
the ground
i go back in to it
and alone
i listen
Trum
just:
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Trum
It’s
a beating
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pouring
sound
all over
Trum
i want out
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A while back
my eye closed
to ordinary wonders
the tower
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that thing
that tale
I used to
look for the Tower
and now
what do I see
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who led the light out
is the world building or dying
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all I ask
no matter––
the great din insists on no answer
call me Ivan
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creator of Hills
That
was my job
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here
to go in leading the way
funnel in and
bank the
ground Up
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you can imagine I think
the law is over us
the law to build––
to open in on a field
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for no great reason
that i know
under here
However
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I find myself
rethinking it all
you know
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that tale
I think about it
along with everyone
I sometimes believe
I will
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say I'm looking
for him
and nearly i can see it
in a way like a child
the
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very top of the great Tower—
Trum
but no
I am
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enmeshed
in the rock
and I hear
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a tale of
stunning contrast in here—
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look
no matter how
move this way
get to me
in here I'm
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laid under
a million questions
pouring over me
like Pictures
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in the midst
of a motion I can't follow
and
the sound
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in my ears
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always:
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Trum
O
the name
This sound being drawn up
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up
you ought to
listen to it
Trum
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Trum
hear it
Trum
Trum
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down
under
the land
down
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in the slick
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strange ear th
He is calling us in
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with his own
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name
I sometimes wonder
about The world
he turns
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over
and over
with his hand
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with his great story
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everyone
does things the way
the Trum will like
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They turn to the Trum
To give us change
I
just want you to listen
to My hands now
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Trum
Trum
yes
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come
down
and hear it
down
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in to the hole I've made
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and I should tell
of the Sounds
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in here
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come Now