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Upcoming Concerts for The Innocence Mission

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Wait for me.
I miss all the buses lately.
I swim all the octaves of this morning.
Though some days I have not left my room,
my clothes ahead of me walk,
my hope flies through.
So wait for me.
Early, maybe I start to soon arrive.
I will surprise you still, sometime.
Wave to me from your rooftop high.
Look for me to come through
a different day.
Songs I speak to my brother-
I say we will go out into the day, then,
you and me, to hold the shape of clouds,
maybe to stay the sight of joy,
maybe we'll draw what we can't say.
So, wait for me.
Early, maybe I start to soon arrive.
I will surprise you still sometime.
Wait for me underneath the sky.
Look for me to come through
a different day.
Oh I think of you, I hope that you are well.
I wish I could be some help to you now.
I'd get there somehow.
Oh my appaloosa is a sycamore,
it is my spotted horse, that I ride
in the mind's eye.
Wait for me, this early.
Maybe I'll start to hear a sound I recognize,
since here and now is strange to me,
and even now is changing into still
a different day.
And if I walked faster
I'd fly right off the ground.
I would race all the blocks of town
to you, and I would arrive now.
Look for me to come through
a different day.
Written by: Karen Peris
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