2004-06-02 - hushmybaby
Put those passions off to bed
Lullabye them all to sleep
Calm the madness in your head
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Someday when your body's dead
When you sow all that you reap
Dirtnap covers you instead
of cosmetics, cotton, sheep,
fabrics spun on looms with thread
mills and factories in too deep
deep in debt, stuck in the red,
where children work to eat and sleep
live a life of fear and dread
slippery slope, uncertain, steep...
poverty and rat bite bred
mankind takes a giant leap
sweet aroma flower bed
near the landfill's putrid reek
sunshine on a mushroom cloud
suicidal burial shroud
apple razor bladed trust
all that sprouts returns to dust
only one thing satisfies
only truth sees through the lies
there's one way to be set free
(the prison was inside of me)
my heart sleeps until the day
when my spirit flies away
when the oil lamp wick is trimmed
when the friend through thick and thin
comes to take his bride away
all reserves are on display
time is metered out in grace
real love respects your space
I found out along the way
as I took the time to pray
�
�
