EPISODE · Oct 4, 2022 · 1 MIN
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from Tales from the edge of the morning sky · host Paul Morris
Send us Fan MailRadioEarly morning, dawn breaking across the skies, heard the news on the radio, saw the tears in heaven’s eyes,Hard to believe no ones wishing anymore, a long time coming, hope stripped from the sacred dark, the gods have shut their doors.We’re outand alone here, as far and as certain we can ever know, yet we keep fighting for our flags, forgettingwho we are, lost in politics and blindness,we’re never going to grow.So I tried to change channels, but it’s all yesterday’s news, today, tomorrow, this morning, politics blinding, theirs, not mine, shouting, screaming, messagesand meanings, sound bites and blues.Instead, I stepped outside, looked out, left the thoughts of rockets of war, weapons and hate behind, saw past the morning, into the dawn of forgotten light, and saw the winter sun, and thought ‘when the planets dead, will matter to none.’[email protected]
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Send us Fan Mail Radio Early morning, dawn breaking across the skies, heard the news on the radio, saw the tears in heaven’s eyes, Hard to believe no ones wishing anymore, a long time coming, hope stripped from the sacred dark, the gods have shut their doors. We’re out and alone here, as far and as certain we can ever know, yet we keep fighting for our flags, forgetting who...
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