CENTER OF YOUR
WAYS
These wonderful
words
Are not magical
Oh so spiritual
And indivisible
I get so confused
When I see you
Center of your ways
Just the Center
of your ways
I can't see you
I can't see you
My life is going
up up
Oh to climb the
walls these days
It's love - it's
God
And I'm in it all
Who is your lord?
What's on your hands?
It's not the Blood
of Christ
But the happiness
of man
I can't see you
I can't see you
Paper-thin faith
in nothing
Yet a chance to
have it all
Please don't run
away
When His love is
so tall
You keep a cross
around you
The new symbol,
new style
Just stop for one
moment
Think of this awhile
I can't see you
I can't see you
WHEREFORE
Four-leaf clover
at your hip
From a factory of
candlesticks
Luck-o'-the Irish
upon you
Take the common
horseshoe
A sermon from the
blue light
As if they know
wrong and right
Sync-sync-o-pa-la
Sing along
They persuade with
their tears
They're all my worst
fears
And another foot's
gone away
Buy one more that
same day
And all those stars
above
Tell you who to
and not to love
And revere to the
astronomers
Plus their followers
All your riches
Have gone to your
head
You should know
you've been misled
The rules of your
game stay the same
And morale is just
fame
THIS THEATRE
This theatre
Is so run down
The grabbing hands
Oh, the people of
this town
My costume is on
And the scenery
shines
They all wait for
me
To say my lines
Countless in numbers
Are the laughter
and tears
The emotions so
differ
Of he who hears
I laugh in fear
As I cross the stage
My whole life's
been used
Just to reach this
age
And now I'm stepping
in
To begin again
And I start to cry
Will this ever end
I dance and I dance
And I sing and I
sing
I hope my conscience
Won't let me
Keep this masquerade
going
I finish my part
And the lights go
down
Once again
I'm just a clown |