The Marrow

I wrote and recorded it in under an hour. Have a earful:

[audio:DirkWatkins-TheMorrowDemo.mp3]

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we meditate in virginia’s little room
circle the table, once she moved
can you feel the strings attached to my soul
aren’t you glad you showed

square off the edges, she cried
oh my uncle, he just lied
to a man with a gun i hope
he finds the will to run

we meditate once or twice every night
on the future so we might
know what we’ll do tomorrow

virginia and i know the plans
of every single little man
we follow as they move home
and warm their bodies from the cold
and get up to watch it snow

we meditate once or twice every night
on the future so we might
know what we’ll do tomorrow


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  1. Dirk Watkins Avatar

    By the way, Virginia is the same amount of syllables as some one else’s name.