English 432 Shakespeare

In treatment they tore out my wounds
and I bled my lies till
my tears ran free-down my cheeks.

My brothers stood around me
and smiled, they'd been out
on the back porch, been waitin a while-
for me to get through the defiled
thoughts of my life.

And the light turned blue
it entered my eyes,
oh God, what a thunderous reply-
that I can get high as a kite,
eventhough I don't try,
no more, no more.

And the moon rose to meet me-
my spirit that soared,
returned to earth, just to greet me-
said he'd, "be out on the shores
of Leland, alone", but he ain't lonely,
no more, no more.

So I wish today could be everyday-
Amen
And I wish I could trade this ace
up my sleeve for your little hand-
Amen, Amen