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I cry for the ego undefined
And the final moments of an innocence declined
The blood is on all our hands
Insane parents and self absorb-ed friends
My grief doesn’t know where to take this defeat
Why can’t I know you again – like you lived across the street
I saw your folks and I knew your pain
I saw your sex and I knew your shame
I saw so much of you when you were so sure no one was looking around for a cure
I know you’re not dead, but is this an end?
If I saw you again, I could not even begin to defend
I needed you, but now I've got nothing to show
For my lack of expression, for my lack of needing to know

I'm praying for a noise that can drown the strife
From a silence that can shape a life
Through an empty intention that will paralyze
Like a knife in the spine
Or an ear for the whine
Of the rich killing time
I cry


from (​(​If I See At All​.​.​.​)​), released December 23, 2009




The Shortest Distance Mobile, Alabama

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The Shortest Distance captures some of the artistic expressions of Ramsey Billiot Sprague, a Chitimacha artist born in Dulac, Louisiana and raised in suburban Arlington, Texas. ... more

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