Another Indiana

(O'Malley/O'Malley)

All the land has been washed away

And the rock starts to show through the field

All my seeds have been sown this way

As the dry cracking mud becomes healed

Through the green

She will be concealed

All the clocks have been blown away

It's been no time at all since they've gone

Shutters and shingles have flown all astray

Even the rain has moved on

The clouds will run

To another sunless dawn

All my skin has been touched the way

That your eyes and your fingers would do

If my mind has been touched as they say

It's only by a whisper of you

On the wind

Another Indiana

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