Spider Song

The spider climbs down the wall
I know I love him most of all
Of all the people in this room
Where he ended up

How he got here he doesn't know
He kind of just goes with the flow
Of food and shelter, so it goes
They're the only things he needs

And I hope nobody finds him there
Minding his own affairs
'Cause he's got fangs, eight eyes and legs,
Drinks blood, and spins webs

And we don't do well
With those different from ourselves
And we don't give a chance
To what we don't understand
No we don't. No we don't.

I caught the spider in a glass
To spare him from the bumbling mass
Of people who would smash a thing
So delicate and sweet

For being in their conquered space
So sanitized and put in place
I had to leave without a trace
To set the creature free

But when I got back inside
They must have seen me
'Cause I could have cried
When they laughed at my act
To save the little spider's life

'Cause we don't do well...

Last night I had a dream
Wherein my skin was green
And everybody else's red
I was mortified, and so I tried to hide
But they were color blind
So I got to keep my head

Then a spider came and carried me away
On his web of magic thread
To the moon we fled
And watched all the little ants
Who were people, who just didn't understand