day 6: april 12, 2010
(photography by kwesi abbensetts)
good mournin'
the sun ain't never looked like this over this place
i've known greens and yellows and dancing times
this ain't no dancing time
i ain't come here to mourn no children
they ain't lived here and i ain't seen them in the streets
the silent children of a god with no throat
his image seemed a bit shabby til the rain came
gone now
they gone now
no sense in me mournin'
i aint come here to mourn no man
my tears ain't to be buried with nobody but me
i've known whites and lace and flowers like these
things old new and blue
blue
true
i don't want no white dress no more
they seem to hold too much
here comes the
music
no sense in me mournin'
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