Laura Gibson
Where Have All Your Good Words Gone
Where have you all your good words gone?Where have all your stories gone?Where are all the pleasures fromThe timbre of your tongue?I dreamed I had a gift forHolding up the skyI dreamed I had a gift forHolding up your skyAnd I dreamed I had a way withWords of consolationDo you wish you were an honest man?Do you wish you were a better man?Where have all your good words gone?Where have all your mercies gone?Oh when did all your bones start to bend?Do you wish you were an honest man?Do you wish you were a better man?
From Letras Mania