~*~ THE TC SONG ~*~
© Triskell, November 16, 2000

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We are quiet, mysterious, in synch,
We are friends, we are siblings, forever,
And we know what we know when we smile…

We have unknown mystical powers,
And hear mumbling, mythical hymns -
We are vague, rhetorical loners,

A sensible duo of cats.
Our minds are attuned to the senses,
Our thoughts assigned to remembrance

Of places, of cats and of times;
We know of collective beginnings,
We dream of collective ends;

But our truths are always in darkness,
Our memories always denied,
For we live in the present,

We speak of the now
We forget the illusions
And you’ll never know how.

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