Baby Moses

I could have painted your lines

I could have dined on your open mind

I pulled the chaff from the wheat

Got along when you're less discreet

But I was still a silhouette, hey-y-y-y

And baby Moses on the steps, hey-y-y-y

I was praying for the word that you'd let me stay

If you fall from the Sun

Count your blessings and call me at once

If you spit in my eyes

And you'd left me but one surprise

I could have filled up a house

With the notes of an unlocked mouth, or notes of my mouth

I could have taken a wife

I could have heard you had lost the fight, anyway

But I was still a silhouette, hey-y-y-y

And baby Moses on the steps, hey-y-y-y

I was praying for the word that you'd let me stay

I'm at most of the bad timing

I have cut off my hand and tried to dig in

I'm at most of the bad timing-g-g-g-g, oh

Sew your tears to my feet

Shake em hard when they fall asleep

Tie a rope to my shoes

Tell me that it's what you had to do

It's what you had to do, anyway eh