what now do we create
these paths of thought and toil so neat
were I a betting woman I'd say
that thinking and saying does not make it so
when we lie through omission or lie through good intention
or when we lie with our thoughts and our hearts go unmentioned
we cannot help but live smaller than
live more craven than
if we flew stronger higher and longer
and when confronted chose the path that was harder
perhaps then we would know a greater plain
certainly a greater pain
but perhaps with it a new kind of sane
that was sweeter and cleaner and fuller
were we but colored birds singing and wending our many stroked and tenuous ways through fruit and overwrought branches
perhaps the way would be clear and the branches unthorny
but in the decisions that face us each day
we wend down a way that
can turn quite stormy
so save up, brave up, listen up
inside your chest you'll find a beat that may sound corny
or sweet or strange or brave
but listening you'll be better off
than muffling it in a silent cave
as rain sluices down the fruits and candies and fire may rain down from above
know what needs you have
bet on them, and you may even find love
these paths of thought and toil so neat
were I a betting woman I'd say
that thinking and saying does not make it so
when we lie through omission or lie through good intention
or when we lie with our thoughts and our hearts go unmentioned
we cannot help but live smaller than
live more craven than
if we flew stronger higher and longer
and when confronted chose the path that was harder
perhaps then we would know a greater plain
certainly a greater pain
but perhaps with it a new kind of sane
that was sweeter and cleaner and fuller
were we but colored birds singing and wending our many stroked and tenuous ways through fruit and overwrought branches
perhaps the way would be clear and the branches unthorny
but in the decisions that face us each day
we wend down a way that
can turn quite stormy
so save up, brave up, listen up
inside your chest you'll find a beat that may sound corny
or sweet or strange or brave
but listening you'll be better off
than muffling it in a silent cave
as rain sluices down the fruits and candies and fire may rain down from above
know what needs you have
bet on them, and you may even find love