Apocalyptic Lockdown Blues

from Apocalyptic Lockdown Blues by David Benjamin Blower

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Staring out of windows
feeling the wind blow
All careless in the freedom of its way
And i been wearing these same clothes for days
Stuck here in a room
Humming with the drone

Out for potatoes
In this strange hiatus
In all of the racing that we do
Holding back a cough in a queue
Everybody breathe
I’m scared as all of ye

And we’re all gazing out of windows
for the world we used to know
Instead we see a paradise
All strange and untouchable below
And the world is revealed
With birdsong-echo in the streets
And oh so many melancholy sundowns
In this sabbath of griefs

The wheels are a turning
And sirens a blurring
And hospitals a rattling with the strain
And dying come in number, never names
Again and again
Let the tears never end

And all of the nurses
And doctors are working
With their gaze down the barrel of a gun
Supermarket shelves are empty when they’re done
Everything is gone
Sold out, so long

And we're all applauding out of windows
for salt of the earth
And we’re all a waiting for this fever to be breaking
and to burst
And the world is revealed
With birdsong-echo in the streets
And oh so many melancholy sundowns
In this sabbath of griefs

Alone in our lounges
Or locked in with families
Wide-eyed and losing our minds
Becoming unwilling friends of time
Of body and of place
A scowl on every face

And the aged stories
Being lost, with their glory,
And graves that none shall stand by
Leaning how to say goodbye
With a hanky in yr eye
In the a screen’s blue light

And we’re all a groaning out of windows
for the dear ones lost
And we’re all torn between the laughter
And incalculable cost
And the world is revealed
With birdsong-echo in the streets
And oh so many melancholy sundowns
In this sabbath of griefs

While we’re all waiting
And isolating
The animals all wander the streets
Where all our scurrying feet
Used to come and go
In our unknowing griefs

Scratching and restless
Behind all that vexes
is a beast that waits behind the door
His name is Business As Usual
And he wants it all
Back the way it was before

And we’re all praying out of windows
for the soul of the earth
Oh for a New Thing
Oh for the Day of Rebirth
And the world is revealed
With birdsong-echo in the streets
And oh so many melancholy sundowns
In this sabbath of griefs

The powers’er receding
And some are believing
Its time we forgave all our debts
Its time for the clocks to reset
And call a jubilee
For you and for me

And all are awaiting
For the world to awaken
From this strange and apocalyptic dream
but not not back to how it used to be
Remember what was seen
In this sabbath of griefs

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from Apocalyptic Lockdown Blues, track released May 1, 2020
Written and Recorded by David Benjamin Blower

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David Benjamin Blower: 6-string writer, poet, theologian and podcaster from Birmingham in the UK.

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