Aw the hard work
Days upon days
Weeks upon weeks
Climbing mountain tops
Walkin' dirt roads
Swimmin gainst the tide
Searchin' searchin' searchin
For that holy smile
To ease the lines
That groove across my forehead
I am done with time
The clock hands are rusted
They cannot continue
Cannot push forth
So I am now master
Life is a good thing
It's a good thing
A good thing
It's about time...
So don't weep for me baby
Don't wonder when you sleep
Don't think while your shaving
About me
I am gone like the wind
Idiot sort
I am stronger than I thought
Stronger than before
No minding of me
No references please
Be on your way
For your next love to be
Is waiting
In some silly
Taffeta slip
With a caramel melting
Across her lips
She will make a wonderful bride
Life is a good thing
It's a good thing
A good thing
It's about time...
And the crow
Will not creep
He knows well
That I'm fine
He knows how to behave
He knows all about the crimes
And misfortunes I predicted
The terrible disease
The horrid and ferocious
Battle for the weak
And the tipping point
It's come
Sliding down
In a rage
Life is a good thing
It's a good thing
A good thing
It's about time...
Now e'where I go I see gold
I see diamonds
I see rivers
I see trees
I see faithful men on their humbled knees
I see genius
I see god
I see mystics and fairies and all sorts of stuff
I am clairvoyant and soothing to the touch
I am saved but I cannot help you much
You are too far gone
All of you
I do believe
And it's so sad to see
But I can't stop to speak
Or change the south of your feet
I must go north where the angels are waiting for me
Life is a good thing
It's a good thing
A good thing
It's about time...
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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