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Waltz of the 101st Lightborne
Joanna Newsom
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I believed they had got what they came for;
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I believed our peril was done,
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on the eve of the last of the Great Wars,
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after three we had narrowly won.
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(But the fourth, it was carelessly done.)
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Saw his ship in its whistling ascension,
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as they launched from the Capitol seat—
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swear I saw our mistake when the clouds draped
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like a flag, across the backs of the fleet
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of the Hundred-First Lightborne Elite.
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As the day is long, so the well runs dry,
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and we came to see Time is taller than Space is wide.
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And we bade goodbye to the Great Divide:
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found unlimited simulacreage to colonize!
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But there was a time we were lashed to the prow
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of a ship you may board, but not steer,
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before You and I ceased to mean Now,
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and began to mean only Right Here
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(to mean Inches and Miles, but not Years);
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before Space had a taste of its limits,
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and a new sort of coordinate awoke,
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making Time just another poor tenant:
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bearing weight, taking fire, trading smokes,
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in the war between us and our ghosts.
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(But I saw the Bering Strait and the Golden Gate,
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in silent suspension of their golden age!
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And you can barely tell, if I guard it well,
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where I have been, and seen, pristine, unfelled.)
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And I had a dream that I walked in the garden
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of Chabot, and those telescope ruins.
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It was there that I called to my true love,
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who was pale as millennial moons,
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Honey, where did you come by that wound?
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When I woke, he was gone and the War had begun,
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in eternal return and repeat.
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Calling, Where in the hell are the rest of your fellow
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One-Hundred-One Lightborne Elite?
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stormed in the New Highland Light Infantry.
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Make it stop, my love! We were wrong to try.
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Never saw what we could unravel, in traveling light,
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or how the trip debrides—like a stack of slides!
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All we saw was that Time is taller than Space is wide.
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That's why we got bound to a round desert island,
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'neath the sky where our sailors have gone.
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Have they drowned, in those windy highlands?
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Highlands away, my John.