Song-Curio Shop

Song 10

Curio Shop

Description

The center of commerce slip shifted its weight -
Old stores were abandoned to face their own fate.
Although many lock-stepped, tin rebels refused
To join in the slaughter fat dollars excused.

A shop I had passed in my travels before
One day drew me back with a sign by the door.
"Inside are collected the common and rare.
Come in and decide what is real if you dare."

The arms of a soldier who's since passed away -
An eagle that measures the height of the day.
A curio shop full of antique debris -
The eyes of a child who turns out to be me.

At first things appeared as I'd come to expect -
A room given up to the urge to collect.
No owner appeared so I went toward the light
Until some displays towered high out of sight.

I clung to an edge 'til the mask finally cracked -
I realize recognized each artifact.
The vision inversion broke time's spine in two -
Those noun-bounded memories appeared as when new.

The arms of a soldier who's since passed away -
An eagle that measures the height of the day.
A curio shop full of antique debris -
The eyes of a child who turns out to be me.

Each angle's pentangle formed part of a thread
Whose sign had the power to bring back the dead.
My vista was peopled by traces of dreams
Connecting the portal point passageway streams.

Those items' emotion spun out of control
As floods of old feeling swept over my soul.
A longing to be, to have been, and become
Made rainbows of faces cascade into one.

The arms of a soldier who's since passed away -
An eagle that measures the height of the day.
A curio shop full of antique debris -
The eyes of a child who turns out to be me.

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Song 10 Curio Shop

Works Series 1-Quest To Be Whole Album 2-Deep