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wanting to talk and not having a machine to say it
with
starting out to town 30 miles away for a half hour slot
got no phone
and the pay phone at the store is broken
getting on the road to work in the
morning
carrying a baby on the back waiting for a ride
sitting at a desk
wishing for a car and lunch
dreaming of kisses, the taste of candy
bars
looking for a snack for less than fifty cents
watching the time
slide by and putting on a face
working and slaving for food, lights and
diapers
wanting to write, to dream of it, to taste it
waxing words,
making pictures, talking in circles
wars rage, people laugh, dancing and
making love
in silence they play out sitting at a typewriter
letters,
correspondence, today's mail and travel papers
dreaming of writing, paper
dreams and simple wishes
hitchhiking home and then to town 30 miles
away
to get online for 30 minutes a day
no phone, no car, just hopes and
dreams
wishing for tomorrow, on rainbows and soft rain
a young indian
mother dreams of new dawns
and simple wishes, to write to write to say it
all
as she heads on back down the road she came
with a baby on her back
and tired feet
whoosh, whoosh the cars pass her by
as she walks on down
the road
thinking tomorrow i can write on that machine
singing wires
dance in her mind and she walks
down the road to reservation blues and
homemade bread
looking at the sunset and running along its edge
with five
cents in change and a diaper to change
