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Biting Your Tail

 

Biting Your Tail


May your eyes be wide and seeing
May you learn from the view where you're kneeling
Know the fear of the world that you're feeling
Is the fear of a slave

May you know how the fight was started
Want as much for the snake as the garden
Wear 'em both like a glove that you can't wain

May your mouth betray your wisdom
May you get what they fail to mention
May your love be your only religion
Preach it to us all

May you lose what you offer gladly
May you worship the time and it's passing
Stars won't ever wait for you to watch 'em fall

We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the boat on a tide that's rising
Both the post and the pig you're untying
The butcher gone for the blade

Someday we may all be happy
Someday all make a face worth slapping
Someday we may be shocked to be laughing
At the way we behave

May your hands be strong and willing
May you know when to speak and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missing
There's no check in the mail

May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Biting your tail

Little children, the wind is whipping
Short hands on a clock still ticking
Both the egg and the red fox grinning
His belly full for the day

Someday we may all want nothing
And all forget that we'll get what's coming
Someday I'll say the world was something
That we just couldn't change

May your tongue be something wicked
Know your part in the calf and the killing
See straight through the captain you're kissing
Helm loose in his hand

May your words be well worth stealing
Put your hand on your heart when singing
The choir's sick of the song but they've still gotta stand

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