April 04, 2015

Body

"Body"
By me and James Powell

Maybe if I couldn't read
I wouldn't fill my head with so many useless things
But T.V. destroys many masses
And reading is not required
To be fluoridically placid while your brain is getting blasted
By the food you eat

But perhaps if I WERE simple
My brain should not devise the things that eat away inside
That keep me up at night
But would colors be so bright?
As bright as black and white?
Besides
From your words your heart will arise

Sometimes I wish I stuttered
So maybe my words would come out too slow for my tongue to betray me
But Moses's crime was something he said
(You hear) every idle word
Let the dead bury their dead

And sometimes I feel like giving less than what I take
And I pray that maybe my feet should break
So I don't have to worry where they will take me, for true
They would never carry me away from you

And these marks on my skin denote where I've been
My Father hated them, even back then
I would cut them off if it weren't a sin
(But I answered the call)
Come as you are and change from within
And always try and try and try and try and try and try again

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