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In the desert, God is a tall drink of water
Hurry up and wait, they say
On the road, God is in the gutter
A Good Samaritan, they say
In the desert, God is your job
Keep your head down, they say
On the road, God comes and goes
Right twice a day, they say
In the desert, timing is everything
God comes to those who wait, they say
On the road, nothing is set in stone
The more you know, they say
In the desert, the light is a test
A harsh reality, they say
On the road, the light can change you
Rob selected Peter to pay for collective Paul, they say
In the desert, a cloud is a fair-weather friend
It is what it is, they say
On the road, a cloud is a barometer
Here today, gone tomorrow, they say
In the desert, sand is the only shelter
Home is where the head lies, they say
On the road, the heart is the limit
Where it stops, nobody knows, they say
đźŹ
The aquarian says
Life is a cold bucket of water
Life runs in many directions
with few to follow
so why bother?
Foxes have bowls for drinking
Crows have bottle-rock displacement
But the human’s human is a receptacle
ever learning-susceptible
After all
A mug half full
clinking with change
is a libation half emptied
a noggin half used
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In the desert, God is a tall drink of water
Hurry up and wait, they say
On the road, God is in the gutter
A Good Samaritan, they say
In the desert, God is your job
Keep your head down, they say
On the road, God comes and goes
Right twice a day, they say
In the desert, timing is everything
God comes to those who wait, they say
On the road, nothing is set in stone
The more you know, they say
In the desert, the light is a test
A harsh reality, they say
On the road, the light can change you
Rob selected Peter to pay for collective Paul, they say
In the desert, a cloud is a fair-weather friend
It is what it is, they say
On the road, a cloud is a barometer
Here today, gone tomorrow, they say
In the desert, sand is the only shelter
Home is where the head lies, they say
On the road, the heart is the limit
Where it stops, nobody knows, they say
đźŹ
The aquarian says
Life is a cold bucket of water
Life runs in many directions
with few to follow
so why bother?
Foxes have bowls for drinking
Crows have bottle-rock displacement
But the human’s human is a receptacle
ever learning-susceptible
After all
A mug half full
clinking with change
is a libation half emptied
a noggin half used
â™’