That sneeze that just wont come.
The tape spool that refuses to relent.
The coke machine fails to despense,
And you're a day late on the rent.
Broke a string -
And lost your favorite ring.
Then somebody sings, just slightly
Off key
Into cosplay,
Who would you be?
Why?
Boundless mind,
Endless ~
time forgotten.
paralleling gypsy skies,
cresting onward,
as the body dies.
Universal oneness,
Forever. . . .
no one knows,
no one who shares ~
alone in this,
the immortal endeavor.
Cresting onward,
As the body dies . . .
forever
forever . . . .
forever . . . .
ever . . . . .
I think I left my keys
In the closet.
A dose of doze,
With the eyes of a prophet.
Its just easier
To dissuade the facts,
To keep things
Right
On track.
I'll love you again,
And again and again.
Flower pedal,
You're a heavy medal
As I descend.
A slave to crave
Who's gonna save
Your soul
In the end?
Best dressed
Pretender
"Breathe deep . . . "
The gathering glue . . . .
… If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway
Would you have my baby?
… If you were a carpenter
And I were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby
… If a tinker was my trade
Would I still find you
I'd be carrying the pots you made
Following behind you
Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onlyness
Give me your tomorrow
… If I were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
And your soft shoes shining?
… If you were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
I'd not miss my colored blouse
And my soft shoes shining
… Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onlyness
Give me your tomorrow
… If I worked my hands on wood
Would you still love me?
I'd answer you yes I would
And would you not be above me?
… If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby
… Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onlyness
Give me your tomorrow
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Billy Vera
If I Were a Carpenter lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
We breathe in when we cum
into this life,
We exhale when we go
out.
In the interim
We seek . . .
Love and lust and money and trust
justice -
Ashes to ashes and
Dust to dust.
Who's gonna claim your soul
When you die?
Who's to say,
Thats the end of the ride?
