It's hard not to write about it
All this negative attraction
Though I don't wanna pile it on your overflowing bowl
It's been rolling round my mind
Every word you've thrown before you
Didn't they say you can pick it up with a word
And throw it down with a line
Now I'm not accusing
The heaven that is in my neighbor's soul
But have you heard your manifesto recently?
It's like all the songbird's gone
So many words unkind
You put them on your table
So many curses and signs
Did you lose it in the label?
They say God put it down with a word
But I picked it up on the radio
A young God lost in the hay bale
There's a barn fire out there don't you know?
Now I'm not accusing
The heaven that is in my neighbor's soul
But have you heard your manifesto
And where did the songbird go?
