Something Left You Living

Theodore thinks he is a king
No subtle thing
If there are no kings anymore

Heroes rap at my door
They tell me what
They think they can do for me

Watch the romance sting
The costumes bring
A look of grace to the war

CHORUS
The merchant counts your change
Your minutes too are levied
The only sign (to Vals)
Is nearly missing
You could have died that day
But something kept you living
Left you living

Books might tell a tale
Of fame and glory
But they could be all wrong

A mother’s super vision
Is sometimes hidden
Behind a skirt too long

Now, you work ‘til midnight
You buy the story
The bag of honor is yours

CHORUS

Some might believe
The trees are singing
And some are here for sport

Light can play a trick
You chose you’re right
You chose you’re wrong and you’re bored

CHORUS

Flowers scent the air
The babies stare
The more the beautiful

Please don’t tread on me
I mind my business
And I want some more
CHORUS