One day
A crook
Mistook
Mine for his own
Opportunities
Blown
Chorus:
Why would ya wanna steal from a guy like me?
Can’t you see… do you think I’m blind?
Look what ya took
A gifted tool
To distribute bliss
Now, amiss
Sold down ‘river
Unable to deliver
1.
Once had a tambourine
I could make sing
I could make ring
Feet racing for dancing
The joy it’d bring
Now, something… happened
It’s gone… know what I mean?
Chorus
2.
Once had a guitar
A special 6-string
I could make sing
Hands and feet thumping
The joy it’d bring
Now, something… happened
It’s gone… too far.
Chorus
What justification
For eradication
Of chaos theory
Illumination
When you destroy
Such a toy?
… the smile of a little boy
… homeless, helpless
… to have brightened their day
In some way
Astray
A curse… you placed to follow you
Until leading true
[by Daniel Brouse 14 May 2011 / music Cm / G sus4 // Bb Cm ]