THE KIND MERCHANT
THERE’S NO REASON OR RHYME … THEY’VE BEEN LOST OVER TIME
AND HIS DREAMS HAVE BEEN BLOWN BY THE WIND
AND HE HOPES AND HE PRAYS THAT ONE DAY HE’LL BE SAVED
FROM THE TROUBLE HE FINDS HIMSELF IN
HE FORGETS AND FORGIVES BUT SOMEHOW HE STILL LIVES
IN A LAND THAT’S BEEN BATTERED ‘N’ TORN
AND HE PUSHES AND SHOVES AND RELINQUISHES LOVE
IT’S A SHAME BUT IT’S HOW HE WAS BORN
GONE FOR GOOD … AND NOT COMIN’ BACK
THE KIND MERCHANT CASTS A WIDE NET
HE SHIMMIES AND SHAKES … ATTENDS A DEAD SOLDIER’S WAKE
HE’S OUT THERE … WE JUST AIN’T FOUND HIM YET
HE’S FOUND AND HE’S LOST AT AN UNCERTAIN COST
AND THE TRUTH JUST WITHERS AWAY
THE KIND MERCHANT STANDS WITH HIS HEAD IN HIS HAND
AND WONDERS: WHAT WOULD JOHN LENNON SAY?
GONE FOR GOOD … AND NOT COMIN’ BACK
THE KIND MERCHANT CASTS A WIDE NET
HE SHIMMIES AND SHAKES … ATTENDS A DEAD SOLDIER’S WAKE
HE’S OUT THERE … WE JUST AIN’T FOUND HIM YET
THERE’S NO REASON OR RHYME … THEY’VE BEEN LOST OVER TIME
AND HIS DREAMS HAVE BEEN BLOWN BY THE WIND
AND HE HOPES AND HE PRAYS THAT ONE DAY HE’LL BE SAVED
FROM THE TROUBLE HE FINDS HIMSELF IN
Jon Houlon, Hillside Blue Music, 2007
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