a sound education

like echoes from no distant past
thunder resounds across the hill
each peal is louder than the last
like echoes from no distant past

into the storm we have been cast
it's not a matter of desire or will
like echoes from no distant past
thunder resounds across the hill

we choose to eat and drink our fill
in this kind place there's never lack
the world at large is peaceful still
we choose to eat and drink out fill

we always worry about the bill
and yet feel safe from all attack
we choose to eat and drink our fill
in this kind place there's never lack

the world is never white and black
the time of hope is never past
we throw our fears into the sack
the world is never white and black

we know the future's storm and wrack
the howling winds will bend the mast
the world is never white and black
the time of hope is never past

an angular soft light

hours of calm are just what we most need
the rules we follow set a steady pace
all of the fields have slowly gone to seed
hours of calm are just what we most need

the word reiterated will become the deed
silence becomes as sort of resting place
hours of calm are just what we most need
the rules we follow set a steady pace

one may soon come with honest open face
a sort of charity sets forth golden laws
the fastest does not surely win the race
one may soon come with honest open face

there are some rules that govern every space
a lurking hunter moves on sudden paws
one may soon come with honest open face
a sort of charity sets forth golden laws

we are not ones to clutch at flying straws
each of us truly knows that we can bleed
monsters are hiding here with hungry maws
we are not ones to clutch at flying straws

we know that every action has its cause
justice is all too often a weak reed
we are not ones to clutch at flying straws
each of us truly knows that we can bleed

frogs and crickets

the chorus in the night has made me smile
all of those creatures in their summer haste
i'm sure they could be heard for half a mile
the chorus in the night has made me smile

their frantic noises will last quite a while
they may not be to everybody's taste
the chorus in the night has made me smile
all of those creatures in their summer haste