Apple Island
Song of the sword
all that apocrypha
hush don't say another word
can't you just be quiet
and appreciate
names don't mean so much
in these barely united states
Still we might as well
might as well live for today
So come and watch the sunset
from Avalon, C.A.
they took Arthur there
to speed his healing
here I can pretend
I'm going to break through that ceiling
you have to keep believing
When it feels like such a joke
no more refuge ever
in strong drink and smoke
but in Avalon
for one perfect afternoon
I could really believe again
that my real ship was coming soon
(An imaginary journey: complete)
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