I dreamed I saw Phil Ochs last night
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Alive as you or me
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Said, "Howdy Phil. You're fifteen years a-gone"
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He said that he had never died
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He said that he had never died
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Down to my house, I saw him wandering
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I said to him, "You've never entered my dreams"
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He said, "Why should I ?"
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He asked me, "Why should I ?"
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"I thought that I had some sort of bond with you"
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"You've none of the kind"
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"But Phil, why do I feel this way ?"
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"You've got an unhealthy mind"
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He said that I've got an unhealthy mind
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Another boy in lowly days,
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As he, to little things was born,
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But gathered lore in woodland ways,
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And from the glory of the morn.
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As wider skies broke on his view
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God greatened in his growing mind;
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Each year, he dreamed his God anew
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And left his older God behind.
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He saw the boundless scheme dilate,
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In star and blossom, sky and clod;
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And as the universe grew great,
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He dreamed it for a greater God.
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Gezundheit
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Will Oldham |