Excuse me while I use Dylan for my text!
"At dawn my lover comes to me
And tells me of her dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden"
I have been beset by this song all night. Perhaps I was trying to shovel the glimpse into the ditch of what it means.
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