The living word
I thought you died
I wrote a song that
said you tried
But couldn't live your life inside
This world of ours
And when your pockets
fill with sand
And every hour passes
with demands
That go unmet with empty
hands that follow them
And you stay everyday trying
to make it go away
Don't go
And the things that you say
like you're acting in a play
You know
And I saw you in a hall
With a pair of horns
atop your head
But that was just
someone's mistake
A translation they had missed
Just one more on a long list
Of foreign phrases that
they had misread
And it happens all the time
It's a slow and steady grind
That leaves everyone behind
Til it's forgotten and it's fine
I froze my eyes were
red and dry
The summer night went
slowly by
As hums and buzzes
failed to help me
Sleep again
And I heard tell that the
precious stones
That shook the earth
and rattled bones
Would some day
make a fitting home
Somewhere pretty
And you stay everyday trying
to make it go away
Don't go
And the things that you say
like you're acting in a play
You know
And I saw you in a hall
With a pair of horns
atop your head
But that was just
someone's mistake
A translation they had missed
Just one more on a long list
Of foreign phrases that
they had misread
And it happens all the time
It's a slow and steady grind
That leaves everyone behind
Til it's forgotten and it's fine