Jane Siberry's City

I pulled Jane Sibirrey's cd, City, off the shelf today for a listen. Perusing through the cd booklet, I came across text that touched me. I'll share a few excerpts:

"For to do something with care

Is the closest thing to the feeling of love that can be found

It is all I know

This is protection

This is the narrow bridge

And the hand that reaches out for the drink, the drug

And it grabs a cloth instead

And you protest

And you start to clean

And you clean the corners like they've never been cleaned before

And you weep as you clean, but you keep on going

And in this tiny gesture of respect

The protection is found

And the cape of grace

Moves softly down the shoulders

Throwing a safety line out to love"

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"...and to remember to apply all that we have learned to the tiniest details of our lives -- to do the smallest things with great care -- sending a message out to the universe of our desire to find a better way."

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the cape of grace

our desire to find a better way

this tiny gesture of respect

this tiny gesture of respect

this tiny gesture of respect

this

tiny

gesture

of

respect