Wordsworth's Ridge (for Fran Fike) - Sufjan Stevens

A summer night

I find a boat

Tied to a tree

A normal home

She lost her string

I'm stepping in

I push the shore there

An act of stealth

A troubled glad without a voice

A mountain song the boat moves on

The water runs on either side

The circle swell a sudden light

Takes me

Takes me

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I fix my view

Upon the ridge

Horizon's eye

Above the gray sky

I tip my oar to raise the stroke

The wading swan the image broke

A looming peak a pirate size

Uprears its head a sudden guise

Takes me

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