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Sunday, March 14, 2010

Who sings this song?

If I was a rich man


I'd buy you some shoes


Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through


What would that do?


Enable you to deal


Without schooling you on how to touch what's real


And if I was a smart man


I'd tell you everything that I knew


And give it to you every time you need a talking to


But what would that do?


Teach you my guidelines


So you can be my cheerleader at my game on the sidelines


And if I was a driver


I'd keep my headlights on


To see the difference between right and wrong


I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park


Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these parts


And if I was a better cook


I'd hook up a feast


Set a table full of food for the children to eat


I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe


With the knowledge that we got something accomplished








And if I was an honest man


I would stop writing songs


I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast


Tell everyone I knew to stay away from all of this


It ain't nothing but a confusing mess


And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said


Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head


I'd make a conscious effort to live instead


Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed


And if I was a hurt man


I'd find a way to put my faith


Into a woman that could take me from today


Maybe


I need somebody that could save me


From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy


And if I was a wise man


I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak


To think about strength versus weakness


I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head


And figure out how I could try to help you reach it





And if I did have a choice


I'd never want to live forever


Just let me have a voice so I can make my points


I can't imagine running a race with no finish line


Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time


I love giving but I'm bad at receiving


The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding


But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work


Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt


Which brings me to the issue


And that would be this:


How often must I ask myself why I exist?


I feel like a freak, this world is a circus


Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose

Who sings this song?
If I Was Santa Claus by Atmosphere



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