Acts of kindness, like breadcrumbs in a fairytale forest Lead us past dangers as light melts the darkness But I don´t believe and I´m not consoled
I lean closer to the fire, but I´m cold
The earth was born in a storm The waters receded, the mountains were formed The universe loves a drama, you know And ladies and gentlemen, this is the show
I got a call from my broker The broker informed me I´m broke I was dealing my last hand of poker My cards were useless as smoke
Oh, guardian angel, don´t taunt me like this On a clear summer evening as soft as a kiss My children are laughing, not a whisper of care
My love is brushing her long chestnut hair I don´t believe a heart can be filled to the brim Then vanish like mist as though life were a whim
Maybe the heart is part of the mist And that´s all that there is or could ever exist Maybe and maybe and maybe some more Maybe´s the exit that I´m looking for
I got a call from my broker My broker said he was mistaken Maybe some virus or brokerage joke And he hopes that my faith isn´t shaken
Acts of kindness, like rain in a drought Release the spirit with a whoop and a shout
I don´t believe we were born to be sheep in a flock To pantomime prayers with the hands of a clock
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