Marathon - Deep Time

On a shaky road in front of me

Fear and hope have swung my knees

They’re asking my bones

To burn me out and make me breathe

To feel the weight and sum of me

'til my body knows

I’ve got the feeling

I’ve hit the ceiling

A mine shaft that’s closed

A man I know on printed leaf

Lifted his heals, gave my relief

An answer in prose

You run the town through five boroughs

Then your body knows

You’ve run the town through five boroughs

And your body knows

On a shaky road in front of me

Fear and hope have swung my knees

They’re asking my bones

You run the town through five boroughs

Then your body knows

You’ve got to use it

So you can make art and music

You don’t use it

So you can’t make art and music

You can make it

You can, you can

I am full of blood

I am full of of hints

I am full of love

But I am full of lists

If I don’t use it