Seven Romans

that's alright

so i'm sitting in the corner wondering what i'm fighting over.
well, it can't be over you, i just fight myself.
but, i want you to rescue me.
well, if you don't that's alright
sometimes in the evening you often cross my mind.
i wonder if i know you. i wonder if i ever really did.
now i never see you, but i hear you're doing well.
off in your own direction.
well that's alright
sometimes in the morning you're still on my mind
but that never really does me any good.
now i never see you, but i hear you're doing well.
off in your own direction.
well that's alright

if i were

if i were a painter, a painter of design,
i'd roll you in my flower base, and drink you up like wine.
if i were a telescope, looking over land,
high and low my gaze would go until i found your hand.
if i were, if i were
if i were a baker, i'd bake a loaf of bread.
but all i need sustaining me is the word inside my head.
if i had the power to bring you joy inside,
i'd take away the bitterness and fill you up with pride.
if i were, if i were
if i were a seamstress, sewing golden thread,
i'd wear you like a cloak and place a crown upon your head.
if i were a painter, a painter of design,
i'd roll you in my flower base and drink you up like wine.
if i were, if i were

little one

little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she run to?
little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she go?
flower of a child, flower of the sun
little, little one
i see your footsteps, hear you calling
i see your shadow, i fear you falling
i see your name across the sky
i see your name across the sky
i see your name across the big, big sky
little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she run to?
little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she go?
i heard she left you,
abandoned you alone
i heard she died and left you all alone
well that's too bad
little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she run to?
little, little one
lookin for your mama
where did she go?

would i be strong enough

would i be strong if i were confronted with what i fear and despise
strong enough to turn away or to stand up straight and fight
would i be strong enough to let you go if you were to forsake me
strong enough not to cling to strings of hope that disappeared
would i be strong enough to let you in without regret or inhibition
strong enough to trust you without undue suspicion
would i be strong enough to walk away when it was my time to go
wise enough to know the difference and strong enough to let it go
would i be strong enough
would i be strong enough
would i be strong enough

jagged cow

jagged cow who winces at his unrelease and pummeled back
jagged moon slips underfoot of the jagged cows uncertain hoof
jagged cow enslaved by all and whipped until the stars do fall
have no pity or remorse the jagged cow has set his course
will god in heaven look down upon this sorry state and jagged one
will mercy save the fettered cow and wipe the sweat of his jagged brow
the jagged cow will find his peace through god in heaven as his release

and i wonder

sometimes i wonder if i need stress to survive
i wonder if that's true
cuz i sure can't seem to get enough
and i wonder if death is really like life itself
is it death that i fear
or just the means of its approach
and i wonder if love will be like it is in all my dreams
knights in shining armor
ringing bells and angel wings
all those false romantic notions embedded in my brain
and i wonder, and i wonder
nothing seems to matter
these mundane and trivial tasks
tax and debt and consequence
and i wonder when it will blow away
all this worry and care that multiplies, intensifies suspended overhead
and i wonder, and i wonder
sometimes i seem to wonder if you and i will ever fly
or even get off the ground
and i imagine what it would be like
and i wonder when the dawn will come
will i be prepared or not
no gravity or tax
or government or war
united in a manner that has never been before
and i wonder, and i wonder
for some i have the answer
and some i'll never know
but it keeps me active and pondering