Timothy Hay - MeWithoutYou

Timothy Hay - MeWithoutYou
On a cold December just before dawn
As the sun said Hello to the sky
The Mantis prayed while the Lamellicorn
Tunneled and rolled in a threadbare tie
While the Holland Lops in the Karakung Glades
Indignantly thump their feet and hop away
When they cut their noses on the sharp-tipped blades
Which the grass doesn't mind in the least
And there's a heat-pat waiting in the chicken-wire hutch
Where the does from the Netherlands stay
I touched her back she was lying facedown
As the dew turned to frost around her eyes
Me and Sister Margaret on the Pentagon lawn
Arrested our wrists in a plastic tie
While the rats by the tracks on these winter days
Seeking shelter from the cold make a nest
From the tracts of our various ways
They can save their immortal souls
Oh No Timothy Hay
Oh No Timothy Hay
Oh No Timothy Hay
Oh No Timothy Hay
Oh No Timothy Hay
Oh No Timothy Hay
Please No more Timothy Hay
No more Timothy Hay
Oh No no more Timothy Hay
No no more Timothy Hay
Oh No no more Timothy Hay
No no more Timothy Hay
On a cold December just after dusk
As the sun bids its cordial goodbyes
We'll be split to pieces like an apple seed husk
To reveal the tree that's been hidden inside
Which sapling called in a tattered sarong
As the seeds from the Shepherd's Purse fell
Broke the news to Mom
We found a better Mom we call 'God'
Which she took quite well
Singing what a beautiful God what a beautiful God
What a beautiful God there must be
What a beautiful God what a beautiful God
What a beautiful God there must be
What a beautiful God what a beautiful God
What a beautiful God there must be
What a beautiful God what a beautiful God
What a beautiful God there must be