You took your leave
From the dust by the lake
A cloud came and carried you away
We were kinda hoping you would stay
This time
That this tree, maybe,
We weren't dying just to eat
We were kinda hoping for a feast
You took your leave
From the dust by the lake
You said you'd come back and carry us away
We were kinda hoping its today
Next time
Was all the angel came to say
You took your leave
From the Garden and the Snake
A tree came to carry you away
We were kinda hoping you would stay
This time
This tree, maybe,
Has roots enough, reaches deep
Washes all our dusty feet.
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