sometimes you show up to harvest a song and there are no songs to be had, so instead you just grab some sticks and rocks and dead leaves. so it goes this week, and i am sorry for the meager offering. i see jerry is serving bacon this week... how am i supposed to compete with that anyway?
lyrics
I’m not going to worry about money
I’m not going to worry about time
I live in the land of milk and honey
And I’m doing fine
In my dream I was at your doorstep
But I’d forgotten to bring the wine
I remembered the stone in my pocket
It was polished to a luminous shine
All I could give you was my sadness
That and the luminous stone
And you gave me tea and oranges
And welcomed me into your home
An owl was stationed in the corner
Watching through circle shaped eyes
As silhouettes turned into serpents
And sorrow turned into surprise
Caustically claiming the space in our skin
Winning and losing and winning again
Blessed with the prudence to pardon our sins
We burned all the bibles and sharpened our pens.
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