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Ancient Ones written and performed by James Navé

Ancient Ones written and performed by James Navé Yonder belongs to sundown and old movies and things we follow. When eternity whispers, I believe the wind and the brave ones who lost their memories in the war, and the vanishing point— out there beyond where my feet fall, awake or asleep I still hear the ocean. My name loses meaning. My face disappears. My flesh warms, then cools, then warms again. I feel my absence. I can tell you how sweet air smells when morning comes. I can tell you why tender in the flash of gulls’ wings means forgiveness. I've heard rumors of revolution. Ancient ones know these stories. I'm an ancient one, full of flowers and full of heat. Millions come and go. I am one in the middle, here, there and everywhere. Yonder belongs to sundown and the night. And yes, the birth of a child, its cry, and the whole city throbbing and calling, busy in its wishful thinking. I am an ancient one. Call me when the air thins. Call me when you taste your tears. I can tell you how sweet the air feels. We are all ancient ones. The trees know this. And so do the gulls.