Width Of a Circle

In the corner of the morning in the past

I would sit and blame the master first and last

All the roads were straight and narrow

And the prayers were small and yellow

And the rumour spread that I was aging fast

Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping

By a tree

And I looked and frowned and the monster was me

Well, I said hello and I said hello

And I asked, why not, and I replied, I don't know

So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be

And he laughed insane and quipped Kahlil Gibran

And I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through

For I realized that God's a young man too

Ho

Oh I said so long and I waved bye-bye

And I smashed my soul and traded my mind

Got laid by a young bordello

Who was vaguely half asleep

For which my reputation swept back home in drag

And the moral of this magic spell

Negotiates my hide

When God did take my logic for a ride

(Riding along)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips

And showed me the leather belt round his hips

My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame

He said you'll never go down to the Gods again

(Turn around, go back)

He struck the ground a cavern appeared

And I smelt the burning pit of fear

We crashed a thousand yards below

I said do it again, do it again

(Turn around, go back)

His nebulous body swayed above

His tongue swollen with devil's love

The snake and I, a venom high

I said do it again, do it again

(Turn around, go back)

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply

And I was seething, breathing deeply

Spitting sentry, horned and tailed

Waiting for you, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh