singer,
sing me.
you, alone up there
in your light
the stage you
are the only one
i hear things
i didn't know about you
but you--
you stand for
something
so much bigger
than yourself.
i watch your
shiny hand:
raise it to the sky.
i wonder
why you sing, why you
open up your voice
your throat to the world
to the wide old world
(you make me feel)
they
might hurt you, singer.
sing.
but me:
i always
keep you in the light.
(it is in my heart).
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