The Good Word

 

 

I’d like to burst in the room / and shout "Brothers and Sisters, good news!"

But there ain’t been none today / leastwise there’s been none to come my way

And my small circle of friends seems to shimmer and shrug their shoulders

I guess that’s nature’s way

But there’s a fire that’s burning / and it’s not just in my heart

It’s looking for a place to start

Chorus

So have you heard? / tell me something / tell me what’s the good word?

 

I was dreaming last night that Mr. Charlie’s old neighborhood’s gone

Bring all the black children and the white one’s along

But the god who was writing the tune turned out too hip for the room

She took her pen and moved to Germany

Each night I read the papers / to see who’s been set free

I light a candle / and hope the muse’ll find her way by me

 

Chorus

Since the virus hit town well the pain never ends

The rumor’s around that you can’t even sleep with your friends

Just can’t trust ‘em no more / don’t know where they go when they walk out the door

Fact of the matter is you couldn’t really trust them before

You didn’t ask / you don’t like keeping score

Meanwhile there’s doctors and cures / kept on ice well out of the way

They’re looking for a raise in price before they save the day

 

But there’s a fire that’s burning and it’s not just in my heart

It’s looking for a place to start

 

Chorus

© Greg Alexander

 

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