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Spinning
Sara Crawford
Westerners are fleeing war-torn Lebanon,
CNN.com broke the news to me this morning,
Christians are talking about the end of our days,
Suddenly, I have become estranged.
CNN.com broke the news to me this morning,
my outstretched hand longs to communicate.
Suddenly, I have become estranged.
My head spins with thoughts of you.
My outstretched hand longs to communicate,
the particles between us are on fire,
my head spins with thoughts of you,
floating through this town, separated by wheels and glass.
The particles between us are on fire,
I look away for fear of the urgency of now,
floating through this town, separated by wheels and glass,
Tonight, I’ll close my eyes, but sleep won’t come.
I look away for fear of the urgency of now,
Christians are talking about the end of our days.
Tonight, I’ll close my eyes, but sleep won’t come.
Westerners are fleeing war-torn Lebanon.