Beneath The Cedars (Side Door Session)
Tim Baker
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They drove you toward that foreign highway
And you reached that concrete river at dawn
You were scorned by scores of passing travelers
And by night you were nowhere but you were nearly gone
You were scared and you dared not look behind you
What have you cast away? What have you thrown?
Where are your friends that you fashioned that dream with?
Where are their hands on your collarbone?
They are here, they are here, they are here and waiting
They are with you walking, they are with you in bed
Come and let them bring you water
Come and let them hold your head
And say here is the end of all your troubles
Here is the garden wet and bright
Here is your seat beneath the cedars
Here is the young unfolding night
They are here, they are here, they are here and waiting
Here in the electric air you lost in your youth
Here in the sheets and the shuddering pleasures
Here in your children strong and good
Here is the end of all your struggles
Here is the garden wet and bright
Here is your seat beneath the cedars
Here is the close and holy night