9.11.2011
Tracey Chapman - Unsung Psalm
There would be psalms sung by a choir,
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired.
I'd be at peace and I'd have no desire,
If I'd lived right.
There would be cherubs with tiny harps arrows and bows,
I'd have a halo and a flowing white robe.
I'd be enfolded by a celestial light,
If I'd lived right.
But I'm feeling hot and bothered under the collar,
I feel the sweat breaking out on my brow.
I feel the heat and I know it's the passion,
The love I can't disavow.
If this is a dream wake me up now,
If this is a movie let's edit these scenes out.
It would be a PG instead of an X-rated life,
If I'd lived right.
Some would call me a cheat call me a liar,
Say that I've been defeated by the basest desires.
Yes I have strayed and succumbed to my vices,
But I tried to live right.
But I have no regrets no guilts in my heart,
I only feel sadness for any pain that I've caused.
I guess I wouldn't bother to worry at all,
If I'd lived right.
Do you live by the book do you play by the rules?
Do you care what is thought by others about you?
If this day is all that is promised to you.
Do you live for the future the present the past?
If there is one thing I know I know I will die,
If anyone cares some stranger may critique my life.
I may be revered or defamed and decried,
But I tried to live right.
There would be psalms sung by a choir,
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired.
I'd be at peace and I'd have no desire,
If I'd lived right.
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