I tried to move you through the Meer
I tried to love you, that much is clear
But did I tug too hard at your ear
Or did I lug around my baggage of fear
Who is in control, is it me or is it it?
I see the magpie and the cuckoo spit
But who is calling the crow to quit
Is it why I forgo all kinds of shit
I paid my penalty, I paid my price
So why still the enemy lives in paradise
I bought my ticket, I didn't ask twice
Yet still you'd give me plenty of your ice
What is there that I forgot to tie
Was it your cross I bear or mine
Do you sing where the leaves dry
Or stop and bear the tears I cry
I have been where you are sitting
There were many reasons for my quitting
But they all stem out of a fear of committing
And it is clear it's the atom I'm splitting
It will explode in my hands as a bomb
It will unfold like the sands I comb
It will turn up in the sea shoal tombes
That are read by all the fish headed blondes
And I am leaning into their wake
From the ship of all my mistakes
But I am yet to climb aboard
Oh what is life about my lord?
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