Doves - Balto

The white dove at morning called out to warn me — don’t Breath in

The wind carries fire you knew as a child it’ll lure you in

And all the vultures sit on wires waiting for lightning to strike where you

stand

With your arms across your chest and rapture heaving in your breath at the end

In spite of the threat I decided to let my guard down

I stood there for hours with three frozen flowers andwatched the crowd

I saw blind children throwing darts sticking into all four walls and themselves

I saw their mothers watching sadly, scatter ashes like red petals on the ground

Tell me what’s the harm

In looking back, in holding on

Endless hope sure takes long

To quiet down, to let you out

The white dove of longing calls from the falling snow tonight

I’ve turned out the street lamps, I’ll cover you footsteps won’t you come on

outside

So I went down to the river broke the ice and sang the saddest song I know

And with the water to my waist I came to know I was afraid to turn and go

Tell me what’s the harm

In looking back, in holding on

Endless hope sure takes long

To quiet down, to let you out